I'm Trying

Well, it's a bit late in the day for me to start a post, but I'm feeling slightly guilty for not posting on here as regularly as I'd like. I have a lot of good things going on, and because I'm slightly superstitious, I tend to not want to write about them. Suffice to say I'm in a good place right now, and feeling open and more relaxed about a bunch of stuff that had been getting to me. I feel like new pathways have presented themselves to me that are subtle and special and it feels pretty weird sometimes but at the same time extraordinarily real, grounded. It's nice.

Speaking of being guilty, two words: American Idol. Ok, here's the deal: much like any version of "A Christmas Carol" (I believe I may be qualified to trademark "Christmas Carol Therapy" for coping with a bad break-up), American Idol is weirdly calming. It started 2 nights ago, and though I admit I was watching it only peripherally, it was on my boob-tube for 2 hours each night. (Trust me, it was VERY peripheral at times!) It's quite predictable in its unpredictability, and that may have something to do with the calming effect. You may now feel free to mock me at your leisure, that would be payback for when I used to disparage my own friends for investing their time and interest in such a ridiculous thing.

Holy shit I'm fading fast here... slumping like a Hobbit after a good meal. No plans as yet for tomorrow night, so maybe I'll manage another post...