waterviolet

...no wonder I have such a hard time making decisions. After replying to a few posts out there in PerC land I'm realizing I am accepting of so many things. Thoughts, ideas, concepts, opinions...I appreciate them all, I really do. When I take my emotion out of the equation I can understand where just about anyone is coming from. Maybe I just don't have the passion to say..."Yes, this is what I think and nothing will change my mind"? I'm not really sure I completely absorb what makes ...

Unless you consider the interesting people watching...Vegas is not my idea of a relaxing vacation. Entirely too many people, waaaaay too much noise...far too much stimulation. I suppose if I weren't so caught up in the rat race, getting to and fro, trying to squeeze as much "fun" in the little time I'm there...then perhaps I could sit back and do a little people watching. Even then - my mind spins just thinking about the sheer number of people to take in. It's soooo nice to be home ...

I think my exact quote today was, "...in some ways I really wish I had the guts to let go of all my responsibilities and just live life. I'd travel all over, experiencing life the way we were meant to experience life."

Yes, it sounds a bit simplistic of me but wouldn't it be something? No bills, no house, no 40-hour-a-week job. It really goes against all we've been taught, what our parents modeled for us. Considered atypical and with a lack of responsibility comes ...

Life is what I'm talking about. It continues on without much thought that it is "in action" of continuing - it just does. It unravels on it's own, it knots and turns, it stretches out before us until one day it just ceases being the comfortable constant expectedness we assume it will be.

Nothing ever stays the same for long. Some find a certain kind of sweetness in that fact, others, fight with the feeling of instability. I'm not sure to which side I sway most, I like ...

Feeling a bit like Sleeping Beauty at the moment. I've been gone from PerC for quite a while but now my eyes are fluttering open as I set up from my Personality Cafe sheeted bed.

I fluff my pillow to release the cavernous indent created from my head...try running my fingers through the rat's nest of hair caused by endless days and nights of thoughts longing to make their way into PerC's data history. Ugg, and it appears I need to brush my teeth!

Time for some PerC ...