Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Come'on ride the train --the choo choo ride it.

I'm afraid of armadillos; and of car crashes, rip currents, and thunderstorms.

I'm grossed out by slimy things; and by armadillos, vomit; the words 'vomit', 'puss', 'mucus', and 'moist'; and bugs that crawl.

I dislike being unprepared, under the weather, over looked, and misjudged.

I want a life full of meaningful relationships, love, puppy dogs, and rainbows.



My life is on pause. And not, although I was the one who pressed the button-- I find myself discontent in my current state of pause. It's boring, mundane, and fulfilling. Frankly, I need more. I need more stimulation and excitement. More wonder. More challenges. I finished college. Good for me. But what's next? And why am I keeping myself frozen in pause.

Why am I not putting roots down anywhere and why am I so hesitant to do so? Why are all the boys being drawn to me so wrong for me? Maybe it's being I'm not where I am supposed to be.

--I'm not where I'm supposed to be. I stayed here because I was here. It was the easiest choice to make. Too bad it's not the right one. How easy would life be if the easiest choice was always the right one? It seems, in fact, that the harder--more difficult choice is typically the more fulfilling choice.

I'm over being left. It's time for me to be right. And stop stalling, trying, planning, thinking, and worrying. Now is the time for action. Now is actually the time for sleep --tomorrow is the time for action. Whatever. In a broader sense of the word 'now', now is the time for action.

I need to keep swimming. keep swimming. Keep moving. You can't pause life and neither can I. No wonder I feel like I'm sinking --that's what happens when you stop swimming.

You sink.


I'm not going down without a fight.

If I'm going down, I'm going down with rambling blog posts, thousands of pictures of puppy ball, and the spirit of adventure.

I foresee a problem here. It's that I'm not sure that I have a spirit of adventure. Here's hoping that my need for fulfillment overtakes my dislike of the unknown.

You can't be prepared for everything. I can't be prepared for everything.

I can, however, choose to join the party. and I'm choosing to join the party.

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