Do you ever look at your life and wonder how you got here? Yeah, okay, so I don’t by any means mean to be so melodramatic, but I sometimes just wonder when we all became grown ups, you know? And really this is probably all just stemming from this script that I am writing at the moment. ;)
Life is a funny thing. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a fabulous fantastic thing, but it’s also quite amusing ;) . I have done some amazing things, I’ve met some amazing people, but currently I sort of feel like I’m waiting in the wings for my next great adventure to start… although I am trying to keep myself occupied, but you know. Actually do you know what I mean? I really hope so… otherwise I might be in trouble ;) .
Well, like I heard from someone else, “Life is like a meter on a taxi – it keeps rolling even if you feel like you’re standing still.” So let’s all try and make each day count, right? Right.
Wow I really need to stop listening to this nostalgic music when I write these posts, lol ;) . I guess this is just me inner emo trying to break out… okay so no, actually I really don’t fully understand what emo is, so let’s leave that one off, hehe ;) .
Cheers!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The Pink Shirt
I'm wearing a horrible pink shirt right now. It's one of those shirts that I bought years ago thinking it was so fabulous, and yet never really wore it. So insert now, where I am now trying to get some use out of it. It's not working too well. I know I should just throw it out, and yet I can't.
Although not to go too deep into this, but that probably stems for my love for the past. There are three different kinds of people, those who live in the past, those who live in the future, and those lucky enough to live in the now (the moment). Sometime I have reached those euphoric moments of living in the moment, but usually I drift back into the past. Maybe it's a comfort thing? Who knows.
But, this post is not about myself, it is about the gawd awful pink shirt that I am now sporting. We all have one - well maybe not a pink one, but you know what I mean ;). I wonder if I will make it through the day wearing this thing? I mean do I even dare to go outside in it?
Yeah, I think I'll change.
Although not to go too deep into this, but that probably stems for my love for the past. There are three different kinds of people, those who live in the past, those who live in the future, and those lucky enough to live in the now (the moment). Sometime I have reached those euphoric moments of living in the moment, but usually I drift back into the past. Maybe it's a comfort thing? Who knows.
But, this post is not about myself, it is about the gawd awful pink shirt that I am now sporting. We all have one - well maybe not a pink one, but you know what I mean ;). I wonder if I will make it through the day wearing this thing? I mean do I even dare to go outside in it?
Yeah, I think I'll change.
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