Oh, just ranting.

I've been meaning to write for days now. I've had words floating around in my head latley... again it's that 2nd person narration that often navigates my day. But of course, I forget. Inspiration is golden, but fleeting.

I'm smoking a ciggarette. I don't smoke, but I've been having an occasional ciggarette latley. I don't know why. Oh well.

So I'm having a birthday party tonight. Yeay for that. Fun fun fun. I'm tired though. I didn't sleep well last night. Last year there were lots of people, but this year I was lazy about it. So who knows who will be there. My good friends for sure. We never forget about eachother. I'll probably know all of them for years to come. Anyway, I felt like it was self-centered to throw a party for myself on my birthday, and that is probably why I neglected to tell people.

I'm just talking about nothing right now. Boring, ay?

Well.... Ryan and I booked a trip to Maui at the end of September. We're chasing summer. We're both procrastinating summer babies, so it seemed a "must". I've been sort of obsessed with it latley. My friend Scarlette gave me an eighth of mushrooms for my birthday. It was perfect, because I have been feeling a need to escape my body latley. They came to me as though the spirit world were trying to make contact, and through Scarlette, the key was handed to me. So, needless to say they'll be eaten in the portal/vortex world of Maui. Anyway, I'm not ashamed to talk about it in my blog here ...it's about learning. I've been too attentive latley to my daily monotonous routines. Working, and leaving town to go to these small towns in the Mid-West, where people are on auto-pilot, and I sit there at these events, I work and look around, and wish I were somewhere special. Because there is so much more out there.

Anyway I have to run to the party.

Peace and grease
Me