Night Vibes

In need of adventure.  Why you gotta be so cold Chicago?

I USED TO BE AFRAID OF EVERYTHING

“I think that we are like stars. Something happens to burst us open; but when we burst open and think we are dying; we’re actually turning into a supernova. And then when we look at ourselves again, we see that we’re suddenly more beautiful than we ever were before.” ― C. JoyBell C.

Yea, I'm an optimist, but really, I'm pretty stoked about being unemployed.

All of a sudden about twenty doors seemed to open up in front of me.  Maybe, I'm good at making the best of situations, and maybe things happen exactly as they are supposed to happen.  I am forced to take my nursing career serious.  I am forced to look at how working in an office for a for profit corporation changed me in very subtle ways.  I am at a prime place in my life for something like this to occur monetarily,  spiritually, physically (these wool socks are toasty).  I HAVE TIME.

I think I'm the happiest I've been in a good while.

My life is infused with just the right amount of misfortune, and sometimes that misfortune is just the kick in the ass that I need to jostle me into the present tense.

Love Songs for the Apocalypse

Trying not to retreat into nostalgia.  So thankful for bike friends and bikes and bikes and bikes.  And friends who don't ride bikes.  And books and words, and the crisp sting of cold air.

Remembering things that I want to do to make me feel strong.  Not feeling weird about doing them.  Finding the time and energy.  Because I'm a bear and this is winter and I've got a cold cold heart.

First Hand Fun

Sometimes when I have a really great weekend I get sad that it didn't include him.   That's silly.  The best weekends never did.  Ok, not entirely true, but mostly, yes.  Making big strides. Having good times.

Hey boy, I'll manage your work flow ...

I'm freakishly good at my job.

Get me out of this office.

And then some ...

I miss his tattoos.

Family

Tonight someone teased me about not loving my family because I can't remember the last time I visited "home."

It got me thinking.  The reason I create distance is so I can love love better.  Sometimes love takes time and space.  Sometimes, I create too much distance.  Probably a lot of the time.  I should work on this.

Impulse Control

I'm getting this sneaking feeling that I need to grow up a little.

This Weekend

I needed today to recover.

"Best Labor Day Ever"

It was great because we all believed it.


So. Exhausted.