Well it's over. Bye bye 20's. You were... interesting and a hell of a lot of fun. Now I guess I can start yelling at kids to get off my lawn, drinking prune juice, watching Matlock, and going to bed at 5:00 pm. Hello 30's. Let's get weird.
I'm tired, so: Haven't really slept in about 24 hours. Went to work, got cut early so I could visit the hospital. Reintroduced myself to some people that I had known years ago. Learned new things about old friends. Put away some old anger, got a lot of love. Walked in the rain and then the music (linked below) hi-jacked my whole being. Put it on repeat and just... floated home. Everything looked like a photograph. Colors were so vibrant. The sound in my headphones caused this unwritten reality to massage my mind. It unfurled like some carpet made of a alternate universe in my brain. I was in a different place, a different person and yet still here. I could go on, say more but... it would get a little weird.
You know what? Just be honest; With yourself, with other people, with all the exchanges in your life. It is a hard thing to do. It is difficult to cast aside another persons feelings in favor of truth. For some of us it's a personal trial to be the villain. We always want to promote goodwill and positive vibes, no matter how much we HATE Mike from accounting. You become the problem and It really doesn't have a reward, (other than internal solace) but try it. Make waves in the house. Really have a day where you just are clean and up front about everything you say and do. Dole out hard, unpopular opinions. Unload heartfelt feelings. Honestly, play EVERYTHING straight. You may win friends and lovers. You may lose the very same. At the very least the air will be clear. JUST. BE. HONEST.
Tempered to the point of sweet, sweet apathy. Hello Friday...hello? How can a such a loud rainy day be oh so silent? So rude as not to respond to such a simple greeting? Perhaps I am not saying the right things? Perhaps I've misjudged this particular set of hours as my friend? Indeed it would seem that this day, is in fact, an asshole.
