You made a bad decision or two, but mostly you're nice and you got a sweet heart. You're messy and short, but not too short. Perhaps a little too messy. Definitely too loud. You wish you had a cause. You believe in God, but you don't know if you trust him. His motives are quite murky. You love animals but not as pets. Your eyebrows arch slightly everytime you lie, but everyone believes you all the time. You think you're pretty damn funny, and peanut butter is your favorite food.
Sometimes I forget who I am and what I stand for or is it that I never even knew?
I watched a big spider spin a big web outside the window as I typed this. I listened to sort of sad music and it felt like fall already. I don't know what I'm doing here folks.
I'm neither there nor here. Another weird transistion time. (let's just get it over with already!)
I ordered in and the really awesome half Swede half Japanese delivered. She's my favorite person I've met in the city. Miso soup is so delicous. I sit at the tiny table where light streams in at the northwestern corner; Quietly because the babies are finally asleep. I wait for it to separate and then dip my spoon so the miso mushrooms and swirls and mixes then separates again. Miso makes me feel like fall too. I've been cold since last night, and it finally warms me up a bit. I finally got to sleep in a bed last night. It makes getting up a little harder.
The books I'm reading are making me think a lot in really hard ways about how soft I live my life. But I knew this for some time now, it only distances me from the people I love. Weird. Whoever said the written word was dead?
Don't get me wrong I'm not unhappy, I'm just pensive. Also, I just realized I haven't updated all week so this is what's going on in my head.
Small Table Big thoughts Little News
oh yeah i think something bit me in the neck while I was sleeping last night. well i know something did, i'm just not sure what. i may or may not be the undead or an insect next i post. lets hope for an insect, i'd hate to live forever.