I was gonna download a free album before writing this, but realized the internet usage was almost at our limit and a CD download would put us over. Curses, foiled again.
And another thing, the word 'realize' has a 'z', just like how it sounds. But my phone's word completion feature ALWAYS spells it with an 's'. They fail.
I was listening to a song today called "Dirty and Left Out" by the Almost. If you haven't heard it, go listen to it on Rhapsody or something. It's got such an aura of confession, humility, and repentance that is hard to get over. "I've been dirtier than you'd want to know," and he incorporates part of a hymn (Jesus, Jesus, There's something about your name, Master, Savior, Jesus). Good song.
The big part of my day was a computer job. Local guy. Turned out great cause I made a ton on it and he wants me to come back at 6-month intervals to do upkeep. He has quite a large number of animals. Even a little parrot that sits on his shoulder when he sits down. How awesome. A little dog and cat that play with each other (and when they fight it's pretty loud but way funny). Two pit bulls that have huge tongues and plenty of saliva to share.. They would sporadically come into the office where I was working and try to get in my lap. I really really like big dogs. Something about how looking into their eyes, you can see both an amazing love and care for you, but also the potential for terror. Simply amazing. I was gonna get Heidi a great dane for her birthday, but apparently she doesn't like them??? (The last Great Dane to hold the world record as tallest living dog was Gibson, who was 3½ feet (107 cm) tall at the withers and 7 feet 1 inch (215.9 cm) on his hind legs. [thats from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Dane] I WANT A BIG DOG :D :D )
Goodness me. Today's interest topic is on originality. I'ma be the first to complain that I'm not good at being creative (I can manipulate stuff, but just not good at original material) So maybe you're like me. The main point is to get involved with your inner artistic expressions. Try to write how you feel, draw something with ink, sculpt, act, have an expressive conversation with a good friend. How does it feel when someone else knows you better than yourself? I find that kinda hard and hurtful. I mean, I know who I am, right? So how can someone notice something about me that I haven't?
Get out of your comfort zone a little bit, and maybe do something you are afraid of. But in all of it, get down to who you are. Look at yourself and say, "Who have I become? What am I now?"
Does that measure what you hoped it would?
What kind of stuff is like, "oops..."?
How does it make you feel to see what you are, or feel what you are, on paper?
This kinda fits with my previous statement about writing in a journal. I still suggest that.
Let this be a time for you to get to some happiness. Maybe draw out your aggression or anger on paper and burn the art and let the anger go with it. Maybe creatively write a joyous melody to sing to someone. Give a thoughtful note to someone. Hug a friend just for the heck of it. Tell someone that you love them.
And have a smile :)
Let today be a happy day
