Tuesday, January 12, 2010

DAY.EIGHTY-THREE> I enjoy my showers.

Yes, day eighty three. I think I came to a realization. No, I know i did. I realized I'm stuck in a world of perpetual thought. Also, I am leaving NY. There was a time in life where my head was pretty empty. I found myself being a drone to the day and thinking about nothing. It really was empty. After that came a time of rapid fire doing where thoughts rushed my head at a hundred miles an hour. Where are you with this? Now, I finally think it has balanced out to a steady flow of thoughts. These thoughts range from how the earth is floating in space suspended next to 8 (or 7, depending on what generation you're from), different planets to why ice cream tastes so good when you sprinkle those little rainbow sprinkles on them, especially the ones from Carvel. It is a good place to be as it forces me to continue to write and live and wonder. While thinking is important, not thinking is just as important. Your mind needs time to unwind, relax, and vent. shower, drive, and workout. That's where those three come in play for me. What do you think about when you shower? When you drive? When you're not doing anything?

And now the whole NY thing. I LOVE NY. The people, the sleeplessness, the busy lifestyle we tend to lead. I think its one of the friendliest place in the world. Okay maybe not the world, but still. After 83 days of searching, I might have found what I am looking for in the community that is waiting to be created at PBU. Amazed that there are 6 days left till the move and bewildered what life is going to be like without seeing the people I love the most each and everyday, I take this step with anything but boldness but with a certain faith that life really IS meant to be lived out doing what makes us happy and what really makes us happy, like an eternally joyful happy must come by serving the ONE who created Us. Things are going to change but why can't change always be for the better? Let's be real - its 2010. And its going to be awesome.

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