Changing Lives For The Better...And Forever.

Today is weird because instead of thinking that I'm on time and being late, I'm feeling late and it's early. That's messed up, right? I think I'm wasting time and more of it just keeps being there, ready to be spun out and slept on. Ready to be all interneted and thought through. Here are some thoughts: you know how everything works out for me? That process could go faster. I worry I may have to fund-raise for my next Unicorn Camp; does that mean I'm not supposed to go? Remember how Benevolent Texan told me about a "life of peace not a life of ease"? Well, how am I supposed to identify the peace versus the ease, how do I know when I'm working too hard on something? I think the answer is: when it breaks.

Other thoughts: what should I do? What is going to happen? Like, earth-shattering stuff going on in this pretty head. I'm also playing a game wherein I don't ask myself the questions I sort of want to, like why so-and-so hasn't called? or, you know, have you made a horrible choice that will ruin everything? I probably haven't, and anyway, what if everything IS ruined? Will that stop me from singing in my car today, loud, and imaging hugs and kisses while wishing for riches? No, indeed, it will not. Will the stretching of time impede the flow of my rhyme? The internet answers in the negative. Alrighy then. Back to the resumes!