I don't know what to write. But I want to. Because it's how I make sense of things. It's how I take my hurricane-tsunami-earthquake storm of thoughts and untangle them. I delve through the wreckage and pull out what matters, leaving the trash behind. Because some thoughts are just trash. Just junk.
I woke up too early this morning. I stumbled through a morning. I wasn't in a bad mood. Not by any means. The sun was shining, the earth smelled clean and fresh, and I'm loved.
Coffee didn't even work though. And it's 7pm right now and I want to close my eyes and just sleep. So I can wake up with that "Fuck it, I can conquer anything" feeling. You know the one?
So I don't know what to write. So I'll do what they (who are "they"?) always say, and I'll write what I know.
So I semi-proudly present: Snippets. Random crap that has happened lately. Sorry if it doesn't matter or make sense. But that's life.
* I went to the Doctor. As she was writing my prescription, I noticed she had a bee in her hair. I calmly reached up with a paper towel and pulled it out. Then stepped on it. She looked really worried at first when I touched her hair without saying a word. Then she was happier when she found out why.
*Driving home from a wonderful BBQ on Saturday night we met the mother (or father) of all traffic jams. People out of cars. Music playing. Dancing. Revelry. ROAD CLOSED. No explanation. So we turned around and drove the wrong way on the road. Like, back the way we came on the entrance ramp. That could have ended badly. But all is well.
*I was at CVS and a man walked in playing a harmonica. I thought he looked like Willie Nelson.
*I was at Dunkin Donuts and there was a guy with a motorcycle. I thought he looked like Jesse James.
*I heard a new song, and it made me cry. So I called my Mom and told her to listen to it. We're weird like that.
*I watched Mall Cop, and it was really dumb. But two hours with cute boyfriend by my side made it fun.
*I have been busy living lately. I like it.
*I almost ate a turkey dog this weekend. But I didn't. I'm determined to eat meat again at some point. I don't know why.
*Someone told a story that started with the phrase, "Do you remember in 1980 when..." and I had to quietly remind them that I wasn't born until 1982.
*Did I mention the harmonica? Yeah. I liked him.
3 comments:
What was the song? I like the snippits. They are each like little postcards. A little short story in each one. I especially liked the bee in the hair, and the Willie Nelson.
The song is "Dead Flowers" by Miranda Lambert. One of my new favorites. And thanks :)
also, "Fight like a girl" by a duo called Bombshell. had particular meaning to me.
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