things here took a hard left turn into wrongtown, usa not long ago. i said this wasn't a dream journal or a hope diary - but when there are so few outlets and so much oozing, shits gotta come out somewhere. thank god for draft status, that's all i have to say.
"don't forget to go outside" means get off yer duff and go check out life. but it also means go lay on the hammock and watch the clouds float by. don't have a hammock? go buy one for god's sake - they are stupendous!
i think we move too fast. i think we also use collective pronouns when we are really just talking about ourselves.
winter, spring, summer...labor day is around the corner. and i think i blasted through all of it in 5th gear. which, i must admit, just stripped out a few weeks ago. stripped out hard. karma police - airbag deployed and i am checking out the wreckage right now. a year in omaha has taken a solid gold dump on our lives - but i think in the end, for the better. my innate ability to juggle other people's wants and needs while looking so casually casual needs a hiatus.
slow 'er down. just go for a walk. lay in the yard. picnic at the beach. notice people and birds and bugs. there is nowhere you have to be except right here, where you are. and whilst this slowdown, be sure to keep writing about your dreams and your hopes. just not here, pal.
in related news: woot woot! shopping for a new car! "new new?" you ask? probably not. let's not get crazy here. but new-to-me is good enough! my dream car is actually a toyota tacoma with a topper - preferably green. buuuuut, it's looking like it'll be a sedan. practical, logical, and utilitarian. those are my adjectives, unpacked and on display. sports car? convertible? mini-suv? nope, nope and nope. the only real problem with sedan is how boring it is. snore. but i will say this: i don't really care. i mean i have never been a car person, really. i loved my gramma sunbug, already mentioned the pickup, but other than that? to and fro, yo. to and fro.
and after a year of dashing, i will be moving back to the slow lane, thankyouverymuch.
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