Ah - I have nasal congestion and severe fatigue. It is fun to write though, especially while watching Elizabeth I on HBO with Helen Mirren? But I'm cranky and ... oh why dwell?
Today I left the house chauffered by my friend Jennifer the Massage Therapist. We went to East Atlanta Village and hung around the new shop where she will be managing a spa. It was wonderful to walk around the sidewalks and enjoy the sunshine. Then this beautiful woman with two babies in a stroller - they were the most beautiful and calm twins on earth. Twin girls, i do not wish to be in her place 15 1/2 years hence.
Well, it is early but feels late to my body and i cannot keep my thoughts in line enough to share them sufficiently. In fact, my wit seems to have left me entirely. The good news is that applied for a freelance writing gig today - step of faith and plenty of fun I'm sure if only because I love the words. And the words love me....
Now I'm watching Poseidon, this is much more exciting and inspiring. I guess I needed a little adrenaline to feel the need for blathering on as i tend to do. It was interesting visitng the Barber Shop/Salon/Spa, the owner was a tall, relatively handsome, quiet younger man. I liked the way he carried himself and I think we developed a mutual admiration. But he's that quiet, driven type. I'm in bed with that already, I'd only be losing 20 - 25 years and maybe some maturity. Not worth the trouble, but a girl can hope for a productive, interesting friendship at all times. I don't often meet people who arouse my sense of curiosity.
It's quite the fun and fantastic thing not to have the weight of responsitility on my shoulders. It is nice to let go, not to just proclaim I will "let go" and then start obsessing about things that seem of paramount importance, but tend to work themselves out just fine without my guidance or interference. Of course, I've worked hard to get to this point where guidance and interference aren't needed, where other people know how I think and have been encouraged to use their best judgement for themselves and to evaluate and analyze a situation for thhe best possible outcome.
It's really nice not to have to do alll that thinking any more. It's like having 98% of my brain and emotions freed up for myself. A truly luxurious experience. I even listen to pop music and enjoy it. Like Fergie and Diddy's Press Play. They are on heavy rotation.
Goodnight.
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I have been determined not to comment but I cannot stand idly by any longer. I am not prepared to let this trauma against the universe go. Fergie, I can understand. Fergie is fun and flippant. She can let go enough to pee on herself in public.
But Diddy! That album is terrible. And on the good parts he's not even rapping.
But B! the production is wonderful.and you can't tell me you that you don't find yourself humming that keysha cole song in your idle moments. you just can't. it's too addictive.
i know i ought to be ashamed, but i just can't muster up the strength. blame it on the lack of mind-altering drugs i'm taking right now - i'm just not on enough shit to have good judgement right now. we'll see how i feel next week.
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