sicpowered

count the chickens
the cart goes in front of the horse
the sucks do not line up in rows

but in the end success can be had, life can feel fulfilled, cash usually makes it to the bank, even if it doesn't stay too long there.

damn lost my train of thought there...

mostly anecdotal livin except for the big stuff, as already noted.i need to clean this place up a bit, wrangle naked in my lover's bed (I'm like mega super grrr), handle this no furniture thing a bit, maybe get e new job while i'm at it. nothing too out of the ordinary.

on a different note: I called my ex, just to say hi, how are you, etc, and when she called back it was not too pleasant of a converse. nothing wrong with it, she's a bit stressed out, but, i don't think i'll call her again. it wasn't the feeling i was looking for. maybe that feeling is gone now, forever lost, maybe i never had it, and i just remember life in a prettier light. yeah, tough one, that. letting the past go maybe isn't my strong suit.

lots of maybes in there

water in the hills, starts with floating on the breeze, grows settles makes a home of a leaf, gathers forms a drop, falls into a river, crashes into the sea. we are all just mist in the mountains.