The Moments I'm Not Dreaming

The Moments I'm Not Dreaming


I've been so busy lately, this counting my 11th day without sleeping in, or having the chance to watch Ellen. Speaking of, I had or have what we used to call a crush on Ellen DeGeneres. I don't know what has me attracted to her, the humor?, the fashion?, or those moves? That's the sum of me, wanting what's impossible to have. . .in so many ways.

No work for me July 4th, I'll be lulling over celebrating my Independence. 1 isn't that bad of a number when you think of firsts and bests. I don't have to compromise or share my chocolate. I only have to worry about annoy myself and I seem to enjoy my indecisiveness sometimes. If I were a part of 2 this attitude would be unacceptable.

I finally have the opportunity to take care of myself and that seems to be going quite nicely I suppose. I'm a lot less stressed and the feeling of accomplishment rather than let-down is overcoming. I'm completing the short term goals I've set and preparing for even greater aspirations. I am somewhat surprised by my ambition and where its taken me. . .I'm not complaining.

The Moments I'm Not Dreaming are very rare to say the least. My imagination is beginning to soar as of late and I somehow grasped the ability to meditate and function simultaneously.

The Office re-runs are probably better than Evan Almighty. Arrested Development and Curb Your Enthusiasm are DVD necessities.

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