Blue Skies.

I thought there was supposed to be a storm. Spencer Christian said so. But who can predict these things accurately? Supposedly, though, tonight another storm will be coming. A “Cold Storm” from the gulf of Alaska or something. So be careful everyone out there.

The beginning of Lent. Ya know, this is just like New Year’s…only sacrifices. Sacrifice. It’s like the word of the past few months. What are you sacrificing? What have you sacrificed? What does it mean…why do we do it…does it make us better people to deny ourselves of things that make us worst? That’s a given. I can think of a couple things. Obviously I know what’s hard and what’s easy, it’s just a question of the desire to take out a challenge. I always broke my Lent sacrifices. Last year I didn’t even do anything. It was hard not to eat meat living in the towers…didn’t really have a choice unless you wanted to stay hungry. This year feels different. In all ways. Time to get serious. Everytime I think about it…I think about the word…sacrifice…I’ve had people sacrifice so much for me. My parents…my sister. I ask too much of the people I love. Their tolerance, their understanding, their patience, their money. It’s time I start sacrificing for them. It’s time I start to tell them how much I care. Live for you. Die for you. All you need to do is show me. Let me.

I’ll do it. Really I would. Is that the sacrifice you mean?

Eh, nothing else to say. Bored now I have to write. Hah. Pretty funny. A lot of things are pretty funny. Ya know…one day. Everything might get easier. You’ll see. Our tired selves…we’ll get used to all this. And not get all messed up when things come around again. But in the meanwhile. We’ll toggle the on/off switch…you need me, I’ll help you reach, I need you, I’ll frantically rant.

If I find my way…how much will I find?

Sometimes there are those moments where it feels like you defied all of the laws of physics and found yourself in the past…happier times maybe…fucked up times maybe…but you’re not in “now” you’re back then. Looking back. But somehow you jumped with the sight. Does that make sense? Let’s just say I’ve been feeling nostalgic and I’ve been finding myself standing alone and realizing that it feels like my life is moving backward, but in a good way. Puts a smile on my face. Do you believe me?