Momentary inspiration...
Is overrated.
I felt like writing this morning. Its been good so far. Even thought my throat this morning felt half its size, my car is in the shop and this morning stuff just isn't kickin it. Its been good. Steve is good...sick today, but as far as him and me...we rock together. Its really one of those things where you spend time with a person not just because they're that "special someone" but moreso because they really are your best friend. He's become that to me and I to him. I don't have to question stuff any more...like at all. I feel safe in his arms...and he knows that, so he holds me. I don't mean for this to sound overly romantic, because that doesn't come close to who we are together. We're just alive together. I'm sure you could say we keep each other on top of things. But again, any cliche seems to cheapen what really is there. Its just so damn real!
The upcoming concert has been occupying much of my lately. I smiled yesterday to think that it really is happening...and happening soon! 16 days. Wow. I feel like we have so much more preparing to do. Decorations, song practicing, programs, MC scripts, what to wear! Haha.
The only kind of icky thing recently is that despite how much work I do...I never finish. There's always something more that I could be doing that's due in a day or two. Tonight I have to write a 2-page paper on an article...and its about grammar! I mean...good grief. The weekend, even though I'm no longer working, doesn't really provide much opportunity for me to catch up and get stuff done. I'm not complaining, but this definitely is a new thing.
I still need to write Rob Turner a letter. I must do that by the end of this week. I feel awful because I've started it over 10 times, but I can never fit in enough stuff to write. Maybe I'll just print out my livejournal stuff and send it to him. I MUST WRITE.
Ok, 15 minutes until its time to leave. I'll hopefully write again soon. Here's to today.
I felt like writing this morning. Its been good so far. Even thought my throat this morning felt half its size, my car is in the shop and this morning stuff just isn't kickin it. Its been good. Steve is good...sick today, but as far as him and me...we rock together. Its really one of those things where you spend time with a person not just because they're that "special someone" but moreso because they really are your best friend. He's become that to me and I to him. I don't have to question stuff any more...like at all. I feel safe in his arms...and he knows that, so he holds me. I don't mean for this to sound overly romantic, because that doesn't come close to who we are together. We're just alive together. I'm sure you could say we keep each other on top of things. But again, any cliche seems to cheapen what really is there. Its just so damn real!
The upcoming concert has been occupying much of my lately. I smiled yesterday to think that it really is happening...and happening soon! 16 days. Wow. I feel like we have so much more preparing to do. Decorations, song practicing, programs, MC scripts, what to wear! Haha.
The only kind of icky thing recently is that despite how much work I do...I never finish. There's always something more that I could be doing that's due in a day or two. Tonight I have to write a 2-page paper on an article...and its about grammar! I mean...good grief. The weekend, even though I'm no longer working, doesn't really provide much opportunity for me to catch up and get stuff done. I'm not complaining, but this definitely is a new thing.
I still need to write Rob Turner a letter. I must do that by the end of this week. I feel awful because I've started it over 10 times, but I can never fit in enough stuff to write. Maybe I'll just print out my livejournal stuff and send it to him. I MUST WRITE.
Ok, 15 minutes until its time to leave. I'll hopefully write again soon. Here's to today.