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Friday, 27 November 2009

Sing me a pretty song, paint me a happy picture.

You know that place you go to, right before you fall asleep? The state of pure relaxation where your mind is just drifting through the days events, and your body is finally, still. Ahh bliss.
If you know how that feels, then you know what it's like to be ripped out of it by a phone call, text, a loud noise or even a thought that seemed real.

The feeling of sudden awareness, the incredible change from bliss to reality, is how I feel. I had a plan, and now I don't. I had a thought, a dream and now someone else has ripped it away and I am forced to improvise. This is life. I'm not complaining.
In other news, we had Thanksgiving today. On Friday. It was unclear who was buying the turkey, and before I knew it, it was Thursday and we were turkey-less. So I got up this morning and bought a bird, thawed it, cooked it and we had Thanksgiving on a Friday. That's how I roll.

I'm off to drift. Hopefully to drift in happy, stress-free thoughts. But you can still call...

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