Sometimes I can’t believe myself. Then there’s the other times where I stand outside myself and just stare in disbelief. I think I’m crackin’ up. Kind of like in that Green Day song. I may be a bit paranoid but I’m not stoned….yet. I also don’t know exactly what I should be writing right now and I’m acting as if the god of the blog
is going to come and kick my ass for writing the wrong thing. The big giant blog god heralding a scepter and the language of html all ready to come at me with the mighty force that only a deity has. I’ve learned one thing, I have quite an imagination, and I think a little too much time on my hands.
So other than escaping techological deities what have I been doing. Well, let’s see I’ve eaten bacon (and not bacon boy) stole a few quotes, did some spirit writing and looked at my non ringing cell phone. It’s been quite a day and it’s only 1:45.
Now the radio has me singing in a monotone voice and I realize, missing people is hard, but knowing they’re right around the corner can perk up any old day. When you wait for something so long and its just about here it sucks you in like a vacuum and sometimes you can hardly breathe. Moments light up our lives and when you feel one coming you’ve just got to let it go and let the moment take you for a ride. In fact I’m so sucked in I barely have the words to describe it.
So I’m going back to my coffee, living in my moment and trying not to crack up anymore. Sometimes I wonder how we all hold out so long on whatever it is we want. Fear, laziness or the thought that we just don’t deserve it? Part of me wants to say I do. Part of me wants to say I don’t and part of me doesn’t know what the hell is going on. Its all good, there’s no reason to sweat the small stuff now, is there?G
