A bit from last night, regarding homecoming:
Me: Ther'es still a ton of things I haven't finalized for it yet...
Me: Like actually seeing when they'll give me my outsider ticket... (I'm worried, lol.) And then what to wear... And then dinner....
Me: lol, I have the rest of th week to figure it out.
Me: Hm... But a part of me tells me that I'll be saying that until Thursday.
Megan: lol, mike-chan, I swear, 1) don't bother with dinner at all 2) Burger King
This morning, I woke up a few minutes late, took a shower fast, and was sitting at the table eating breakfast. I stared at the calendar on the wall across the kitchen. Here's a basic step-by-step example train of thought:
- Hm... Calendar.
- Shit, gotta dress fancy, gotta get everything together, outsider ticket, scheduling, dinner...
- Dinner--"I swear, 1) don't bother with dinner at all 2) Burger King"
- Burger king... lol... ^_^
For some reason, that random thought this morning put my day off to a good start, although I did wake up late and felt really really tired this morning for some reason. (I didn't sleep late at all.) I let out a chuckle, smiled to myself, and finished breakfast. Just a little thing like that one line, seemed to make the day--or at least the start of it.
Leading me to a current thought. Just a little blurb. You know, you have those nights where you lie in bed sleepless, and it's all dark and tranquil, nothing but the occasional sound of the wind or rain outside. And those mornings where it's all calm and bright, as everything starts to stir. Moments like those are lonely, simply because it's the only times of day I really seem to be cut off from the world, yet moments like those seem so...picturesque? Cliche? Beautiful? Well, so deep, that it's like those moments really have to be shared with someone to get something out of it.
I love it when the sun comes out amidst dark clouds and seems to light the ground up with an almost eerie light. I love sunset. I love the night sky and the stars. And I really seem to love thunderstorms and the dark gloomy clouds; there's something about them that's just awesome. (link: Sky Photos)
Like I said. Little things seem to make life better. Not all the time, but day-in and day-out, there's some human factor in us that makes little things motivate us.
Yay. I'm talking all profound and sappy again. Some days I'm a poet, some days I'm a bitchy pissed off madman, some days I'm just boring. It happens.