4.13.2011
clothes heap to thought pile
Sometimes trying to blog is like the feeling I got as a child when I was told to clean my room after I hadn't done so in over a month.... overwhelming to it's maximum potential. Where the hell do I start! There are so many things I want to say, that I can't find where to begin. So like the clothes in my cluttered childhood room, my thoughts will remain jumbled in a heap, pushed aside to a corner, leaving a path for all the other brain waves to come through, until later when I get to it. That's just how I roll.
4.05.2011
A short little ramble.
If I actually had the balls to write a story of my life so far... it would be epic. Well, to the average person, probably. Maybe in another 30 years I will. I'll probably have the balls by then.
I wish I had two big trees that stood about eight feet apart in my back yard. Hammocks are cool. I have one, but lack a place to hang it. I bargained for it in Honduras while on my trip to Belize. I want to go back there again. It's so perfectly warm there. Not too hot, certainly not cold, not even at night, comfortable humidity level, slight breeze, and clean turquoise beaches, friendly people, and good food.
I feel like a lizard that is living miserably in the wrong climate. I really think that not all people are meant to live just anywhere... just like we have different physical and emotional features, I think we survive better in our individual environments. Lizards do not adapt to cold climates. They HAVE to live someplace warm, or they will die. It's true, Wisconsin is slowly killing me.
So that's my rant for the day. I better go try to get back to the thing I'm avoiding, (hence the blog)... my never ending routine. Oh, the joy.
(Shame on me for being so shallow and ungrateful for the life I have, as dull as it may be, I know. I know about the billions of people who my "problems" can't even come close to comparing to. Trust me, I understand how pathetic I sound. There's not even a "but" coming up.... it's just plain and simply... true.)
I wish I had two big trees that stood about eight feet apart in my back yard. Hammocks are cool. I have one, but lack a place to hang it. I bargained for it in Honduras while on my trip to Belize. I want to go back there again. It's so perfectly warm there. Not too hot, certainly not cold, not even at night, comfortable humidity level, slight breeze, and clean turquoise beaches, friendly people, and good food.
I feel like a lizard that is living miserably in the wrong climate. I really think that not all people are meant to live just anywhere... just like we have different physical and emotional features, I think we survive better in our individual environments. Lizards do not adapt to cold climates. They HAVE to live someplace warm, or they will die. It's true, Wisconsin is slowly killing me.
So that's my rant for the day. I better go try to get back to the thing I'm avoiding, (hence the blog)... my never ending routine. Oh, the joy.
(Shame on me for being so shallow and ungrateful for the life I have, as dull as it may be, I know. I know about the billions of people who my "problems" can't even come close to comparing to. Trust me, I understand how pathetic I sound. There's not even a "but" coming up.... it's just plain and simply... true.)
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