Ok, so rant time.
Why is it that people are so freaking crazy? I don't understand how oblivion works, but it sure seems to manifest in the minds of the people that I hang out with. Yes, I understand that some things can be easily missed, but come on really? Everything? You have got to be kidding me.
I know that I have to be doing stuff right, otherwise I wouldn't feel the sense of peace that I do overall. But someday I just feel like I literally screw everything up...this was one of those days.
Ok, rant is over. I don't want to think about it anymore anyways.
I went to Whole Foods yesterday, and there were several small children dressed up in Halloween costumes, and even some of the workers were getting their festive on. I thought this was all very cute, but then I saw "her" come around the corner. She was tall, probably because of the platforms that she was walking on. She wore a crazy short, bright color block dress, and on her head was a GIANT rainbow colored bow. I kid you not, it was about as big as Minnie Mouse's bow. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It could have been a costume, in that case I wonder at this grown woman's sanity. It didn't really look like a costume though, and in that case I wonder "Have we really come to this? Has the fashion world become so desperate for attention and unique-ness that the feel the need to resort to dressing up women to look like cartoon characters." Just a thought
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Seasons Change
So I think we all know I am not any good at updating this blog-thing, however I have had a lot on my mind ladies and gents and I feel the need to let it all out. Whether or not this is the best forum in which to do so, I am going to unleash anyways.
If you actually read my past 3 (sheepishly ducks head) posts you might have noticed that I was about to embark on a rather large move. This move was not as big as I thought. Yes, I did move halfway across the country, no things did not go as I expected them to go.
Perhaps I should explain something about myself. I am a planner in every sense of the word. This might come from being female, or it might be a by-product of a very non-traditional childhood. Either way, I tend to plan out things to the umpteenth degree. As many of you know, life doesn't always go the way we plan. Things happen, people change, and sometimes it can get a bit messy. Needless to say, the emotional move was not what I thought it would be. I went through a bit of a dry spell; not a lot happened and I didn't feel like I did very much. I am just now seeing that this wasn't a time of change so much as a time of growth. I think that, over the past 8 months or so, I have learned a whole heck of lot about myself. I know my strengths as well as my weaknesses. I know how to function without the constant influence of parents. I know how to make good and bad decisions. I think that the only way that I could have discovered all of this was by leaving the safety zone.
Ok, all of this background info is leading up to a point I promise...I have recently been faced with a couple of decisions. I have options, which is really interesting because both of these options could really define how the rest of my life goes....not even kidding, this is pretty big. I'm not sure if I want to reveal what these decisions are at this particular moment, maybe I will sometime soon...just not right now. I feel like I am straddling two separate paths. Both of them hold extreme promise as well as a good chance of heartbreak. One might be a wee bit more safe than the other, but still they both pose some problems. I know that this may seem silly, but I really am confused about all of this. I revert back to my previous statement about being a planner. I am not fond of having my world shaken to the point of discombobulation.
What I need is a support group where I can actually hash all of this stuff to, until then....the electronic world will have to do. I suppose I will leave you with these words from Regina Spektor, a brilliant artist who has really been speaking to me lately.
He stumbled into faith and thought
God, there is all there is
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And all the gods and all the worlds
Began colliding on a backdrop of blue
Blue lips, blue veins
He took a step but then felt tired
He said I'll rest a little while
But when he tried to walk again
He wasn't a child
And all the people hurried fast, real fast
And no one ever smiled
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
He stumbled into faith and thought
God, there is all there is
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And no one saw and no one heard
They just followed the lead
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And no one saw
And no one heard they just followed the lead
The pictures in his mind awoke
And began to breed
They started off beneath an olive tree
And they chopped it down to make a picket fence
And marching along the railroad tracks
They smiled real wide for the camera lens
As they made it past the enemy lines
Just to become enslaved in the enemy lines
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue, the most human color [x3]
Blue lips, blue veins
If you actually read my past 3 (sheepishly ducks head) posts you might have noticed that I was about to embark on a rather large move. This move was not as big as I thought. Yes, I did move halfway across the country, no things did not go as I expected them to go.
Perhaps I should explain something about myself. I am a planner in every sense of the word. This might come from being female, or it might be a by-product of a very non-traditional childhood. Either way, I tend to plan out things to the umpteenth degree. As many of you know, life doesn't always go the way we plan. Things happen, people change, and sometimes it can get a bit messy. Needless to say, the emotional move was not what I thought it would be. I went through a bit of a dry spell; not a lot happened and I didn't feel like I did very much. I am just now seeing that this wasn't a time of change so much as a time of growth. I think that, over the past 8 months or so, I have learned a whole heck of lot about myself. I know my strengths as well as my weaknesses. I know how to function without the constant influence of parents. I know how to make good and bad decisions. I think that the only way that I could have discovered all of this was by leaving the safety zone.
Ok, all of this background info is leading up to a point I promise...I have recently been faced with a couple of decisions. I have options, which is really interesting because both of these options could really define how the rest of my life goes....not even kidding, this is pretty big. I'm not sure if I want to reveal what these decisions are at this particular moment, maybe I will sometime soon...just not right now. I feel like I am straddling two separate paths. Both of them hold extreme promise as well as a good chance of heartbreak. One might be a wee bit more safe than the other, but still they both pose some problems. I know that this may seem silly, but I really am confused about all of this. I revert back to my previous statement about being a planner. I am not fond of having my world shaken to the point of discombobulation.
What I need is a support group where I can actually hash all of this stuff to, until then....the electronic world will have to do. I suppose I will leave you with these words from Regina Spektor, a brilliant artist who has really been speaking to me lately.
He stumbled into faith and thought
God, there is all there is
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And all the gods and all the worlds
Began colliding on a backdrop of blue
Blue lips, blue veins
He took a step but then felt tired
He said I'll rest a little while
But when he tried to walk again
He wasn't a child
And all the people hurried fast, real fast
And no one ever smiled
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
He stumbled into faith and thought
God, there is all there is
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And no one saw and no one heard
They just followed the lead
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And no one saw
And no one heard they just followed the lead
The pictures in his mind awoke
And began to breed
They started off beneath an olive tree
And they chopped it down to make a picket fence
And marching along the railroad tracks
They smiled real wide for the camera lens
As they made it past the enemy lines
Just to become enslaved in the enemy lines
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue, the most human color [x3]
Blue lips, blue veins
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