at this moment on a late tuesday night, err an early wednesday morning i feel happy. i feel happy because my entire life is not laid out before me. i do not have responsibility laid upon my shoulders. i have myself to worry about. i have my dog to care for. i walk her. i feed her. she makes me happy. i hope my affection makes her happy. i have a beer when i feel like it. i go out for lunch when i feel like it. i don't go out on the town when i am not 'feelin' it. i network because i enjoy it. not because someone said i have to.
i ignore stupidity, embrace brilliance, tolerate mediocrity and endure the ignorance that makes the world so utterly blissful for some.
there were things years ago that would set me off. emotionally that is. things would just really get me worked up. they still do. i just seem to be able to hold the lid on that boiling pot just a little firmer now. i guess im learning to take this whole thing in stride. can't make anyone do what they don't want to do.
i forgot where i was going with this post. i do that sometimes. i start to write. to do that thing where you speak and write to feel good. jeez. my vocab has gone to shit. anyway. i just felt like writing.
right. life. lowercase glory. i guess this beats trying to read some 13 year old's blog that has random lower and upper case letters interjected by numbers to represent letters and 'emoticons' that are illegible and unreadable.
life is like a series of sentences in lower case letters. it is right now. for me anyway.
life's events are like sentences. each ending with some punctuation. sometimes just a period will do. they often do. sometimes the night ends with a big bang! sometimes you're left to wonder what's next? or sometimes we're just left wondering...
but i've devoted this post entirely to this. lately, it seems like the next sentence starts and there is no uppercase letter to announce its arrival. i guess you just have to learn to read life, and figure out when the next important sentence is starting and when that last, sometimes extraneous, run-on sentence should end. i guess its like trying to correct a 2nd grader's essay on hemmingway. that poor bastard. what a glorious and tragic life. we should all be so lucky.
is the next sentence going to rivet me to my seat? blow me out of my chair? it may just leave me wondering why that wonderful story went awry...
catharsis. that was the word i was looking for. release of emotion. whew.
what is that next sentence? and how does this one end? i guess we're all just in one big waiting game.
life is good right now. i do as i please. where this story goes, i don't know. but i know the next chapter includes a few days off of work. a trip to the beach. mountain biking. trail running. hiking. good food. good friends. and i'm hopeful there will be a few more exclamation points in there and less of those nagging question marks...
goodnight. the next post will have better grammar and punctuation. i'm sure this is driving some of you nuts!
are you looking at all the punctuation now?
i guess that was the point of this post. it's not where you start, because we all start in the same place. it's how the sentence ends that matters...
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