Nothing profound today. I can't be on all the time
I almost got out of the habit of writing every day already! I'd say I suck, but I'd be lying. Anyway as of this minute I'm not out of the habit. I got up late this morning and contemplated staying home so ever since I decided to drag my ass into the office everything has been taking longer to get done.
I've snapped out of my funk somewhat. I'm just really really really tired. Stayed up too late last night and the night before and the night before. I know, but if I put parental controls on my computer I'll just bypass them. I'm all R2D2 that way.
Everybody's been posting about love on Facebook. A friend from high school keeps posting stuff like this:
Find someone who isn't afraid to admit that they miss you. Someone who knows that you're not perfect, but treats you as if you are. Someone who's biggest fear is losing you. Someone who gives their heart completely. Someone who says "I love you" and means it.
Last but not the least, find someone who wouldn't mind waking up with you in the morning, seeing your wrinkles and your gray hair but still falls in love with you all over again.
It's not about what happened, it's about how what happened changed you. Did you grow from the hurt or did you give up? Your pain can be your oppressor or it can be the fuel that propels you into your destiny.
and this:
Add to that my brother - my own brother who's on his 29th chemo round and had good scans last week sorry I didn't post that earlier - posted this little gem:
Other people have been posting this lovey stuff too. All within hours of each other. Where did the month of bitter cold between Christmas and Valentine's Day go? And also where have I put my tin foil hat? Love's never treated me kindly and all these reminders so close to the loviest, doviest of days has really thrown me for a loop. The people posting this stuff don't know each other. They only have me in common. It's creepy.
I stayed up way too late last night contemplating the universe and how it likes to fuck with me. Yeah, i said it and I'll use more dirty words if I want to - you know just don't tell my mom.
Back to work for me. Please feel free to talk amongst yourselves.
I've snapped out of my funk somewhat. I'm just really really really tired. Stayed up too late last night and the night before and the night before. I know, but if I put parental controls on my computer I'll just bypass them. I'm all R2D2 that way.
Everybody's been posting about love on Facebook. A friend from high school keeps posting stuff like this:
Find someone who isn't afraid to admit that they miss you. Someone who knows that you're not perfect, but treats you as if you are. Someone who's biggest fear is losing you. Someone who gives their heart completely. Someone who says "I love you" and means it.
Last but not the least, find someone who wouldn't mind waking up with you in the morning, seeing your wrinkles and your gray hair but still falls in love with you all over again.
It's not about what happened, it's about how what happened changed you. Did you grow from the hurt or did you give up? Your pain can be your oppressor or it can be the fuel that propels you into your destiny.
and this:
Add to that my brother - my own brother who's on his 29th chemo round and had good scans last week sorry I didn't post that earlier - posted this little gem:
Other people have been posting this lovey stuff too. All within hours of each other. Where did the month of bitter cold between Christmas and Valentine's Day go? And also where have I put my tin foil hat? Love's never treated me kindly and all these reminders so close to the loviest, doviest of days has really thrown me for a loop. The people posting this stuff don't know each other. They only have me in common. It's creepy.
I stayed up way too late last night contemplating the universe and how it likes to fuck with me. Yeah, i said it and I'll use more dirty words if I want to - you know just don't tell my mom.
Back to work for me. Please feel free to talk amongst yourselves.