Here is a brief musing in train-of-thought style: A path. Everyone seeks a path and a story for his/her life. There is a desire to wish, hope for, and predict our futures. There is a desire to strive towards the future we're all hoping for, placing brick upon brick, trying to place things in order. Tragedy strikes, or internal impulses kick-in, and the future hoped for crumbles into a pile of sharp memories, poking and prodding, drawing blood at each remembrance of a future lost. So, we live in a tension, it seems, of surrendering to the present and lack of order, yet surrendering still to the all-to-human inclination to plan and place things into a set order. Vicious cycle much? Yeahhh...
In other news, my car was acting up the other morning. I brought it into the shop.... and it didn't act up while there. So, no work done, no bill. Hopefully with the warmer weather, it stops acting up until I can trade it. New phone is in the mail, though... I'm going to give the LG Rhythm a shot. Well, cake time! Stay beautiful.
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