Settling in

Sink in
Settle down
Into life--
Different life
Bigger things?
Better things?
Older things
Transitional tendency
Achieving comfortability

This is kind of how I feel about transitioning into the working world. I'm starting to settle in, and be used to it. I find that's how I handle most of life. I just get used to things. I didn't know if I would like working full time, but I've just gotten used to it. I think I don't like change at the time, but it doesn't take me long to adapt. Just call me chameleon.

It's early

Oh, the wee hours of the morning. We have a bit of a love/hate relationship. Some mornings I hate getting up; others I like it. I guess it's more like a like/hate relationship. Anyway, I just had an intense dream in the last 15 minutes before my alarm went off. I'm not quite sure what it was about, but I think mine and my family's lives were at stake. It was one of those dreams that you need to rest after dreaming. This is wierd. I've never thought about putting a dream on my blog before. Sometimes I have really crazy dreams, but last night they were just stressful. Maybe that's what happens when you don't sleep enough (like last night): your body revolts and gives you bad dreams...

Anyways, I can't say this has been the most interesting or inspiring of blogs, but I wanted to say that I had a date on Sunday night, and it was fun, and if you link to pilgrimx's site on the right-hand side, you'll see that he thought it was fun too. And also, I am heading out to Atlanta tonight to have someone else's turkey. Hooray for Lauren Marshall!

A purpose in the work

I feel like my music-work is coming to fruition. My cd is by no means complete, but part of its purpose is already being fulfilled. Rick (my "recording manager") burned five of my semi-completed songs to a cd today, after our recording session. I got to play the songs for my friends, and I know they were relating to some of the aspects in the songs, and being caused to think, and perhaps think differently. That is my goal! I want my community to hear and relate and think as a result of hearing my songs. This is not the first time this has happened, as others have heard my songs before, but it seems like I am getting more accomplished.

Also, something else happened today, which was cool, but I'm not going to write about it yet.

Once there was a man from LipBalm Land

Once there was a man from LipBalm Land
He arrived at my door cramped in a can
Once released from his cell
The neighbors will tell
He partied till dawn like a man

3 cheers for 3M!

Grace, carries a world on her hips...

Grace and discipline
Grace or discipline
Grace and/or discipline
Can you have your cake and eat it too?
Can you gather around you and be encouraged by people of like mind?

I do love U2...

What I learned from my Exotic Disease

There's nothing like it:
Life
The simple things
The complex
The just plain fun things
You don't miss it
Till it's gone:
Your health--
A huge factor
In your Life
Busyness is for the pending sick ones
Stop and enjoy Life while you have your health

Anger is a subtle thing

I don't think of myself as an angry person
Alas, I once didn't think of myself as an emotional person
I have since proved myself otherwise.
There is something in my life now which occasions my anger to show itself
It lays dormant for a few days, or weeks,
But starts to eat parasitically at the rest of my thought-time
It lends to me certain attitudes
Which develop into habits I haven’t thought through
Subtle.