OK I have decided that some things in life are too hilarious to pass up. For one, under my settings on this site, it has a delete friends area, since I have no people in my list it actually says "You have no friends. Ha ha." I love that. I don't know why I do I just find it to be so damn cute. I am super tired today and would like nothing better than to curl back in bed in the fetal position and wait for tommorow. I have a feeling my cat/husband/world/friends won't let me. Trying doesn't sound like such a bad idea.
Do you ever look back on your life and wonder where it all changed. When did you go from being a normal happy girl, to being the person you are today. Those defining moments that make us into the individuals we are instead of the mindless automatons that are the scourge of our society. Looking back on the last couple of statements, I realize it's idiotic. More than one thing defines us, just as more than one event has shaped us into the people we are today.
It's fall again, the wonderful trees around here are changing. Leaving their litter all over the streets. Like clothes left on the bedroom floor, scattered into subtle patterns. Fall is hard for me. It always has been, it's the time for upheaval in my life. for change beyond change. I left oregon in the fall one year, left behind my family and friends. My grandfather died one year. My ex-fiance left me another. Last year I became poly. It just seems like my life is always in turmoil, always this deceivingly calm surface with turbid waters below. I don't know, maybe it's just the worlds way of telling me I am one year older, maybe it's the worlds way of testing me. Or maybe it's coincidentally bad timing.
Do you ever look back on your life and wonder where it all changed. When did you go from being a normal happy girl, to being the person you are today. Those defining moments that make us into the individuals we are instead of the mindless automatons that are the scourge of our society. Looking back on the last couple of statements, I realize it's idiotic. More than one thing defines us, just as more than one event has shaped us into the people we are today.
It's fall again, the wonderful trees around here are changing. Leaving their litter all over the streets. Like clothes left on the bedroom floor, scattered into subtle patterns. Fall is hard for me. It always has been, it's the time for upheaval in my life. for change beyond change. I left oregon in the fall one year, left behind my family and friends. My grandfather died one year. My ex-fiance left me another. Last year I became poly. It just seems like my life is always in turmoil, always this deceivingly calm surface with turbid waters below. I don't know, maybe it's just the worlds way of telling me I am one year older, maybe it's the worlds way of testing me. Or maybe it's coincidentally bad timing.
Ok now I'm moog of angst. Not good.