What to do with the rest of my so-called life?
I just remembered something. This was a title for a song I almost wrote. I guess that's one thing I can do: I can write a song.
I could maybe write a book.
I could maybe cook some food.
I could plant a vegetable garden.
I could make a youtube video.
I could wash my car.
I could fix some bicycles.
I could make a web page or two.
I could go sailing.
I could go diving.
I could bungee dive off of the Golden Gate Bridge!
I'm glad I got that out of the way. There's a tempest in my head. It's from six hours of driving and almost 6 hours of testing and the realization that I'm turning a page. It's from four or five 'energy drinks' and a healthy mix of AC / DC, Paul Simon, Flogging Molly, Camille, Edith Piaf and Pierre Perret. For a minute there, I felt kind of nauseous. I'm okay now, but I'm too tired to sleep. I think I'll do what I always do when I can't figure out what to do: I'll have a Guinness.
I could maybe write a book.
I could maybe cook some food.
I could plant a vegetable garden.
I could make a youtube video.
I could wash my car.
I could fix some bicycles.
I could make a web page or two.
I could go sailing.
I could go diving.
I could bungee dive off of the Golden Gate Bridge!
I'm glad I got that out of the way. There's a tempest in my head. It's from six hours of driving and almost 6 hours of testing and the realization that I'm turning a page. It's from four or five 'energy drinks' and a healthy mix of AC / DC, Paul Simon, Flogging Molly, Camille, Edith Piaf and Pierre Perret. For a minute there, I felt kind of nauseous. I'm okay now, but I'm too tired to sleep. I think I'll do what I always do when I can't figure out what to do: I'll have a Guinness.