still like the dust I'll rise

I was very nearly in a violent mood when I thought I lost this post seconds after I finished it. Thanks to modern technology it was saved....phew.



well, it has been quite some time since I last wrote here. I go back and forth between thinking of this as a place to off load and process some things and a place to communicate what is going on in my life to those that read it. lately I haven't had many thoughts worth writing about and life has been entirely overloaded with exceptionally practical matters. On that note let me update you on a few things. I have an apartment. I can't move into it until they finish cleaning it and possibly put in new carpet. I don't really know when that will be but I'm hoping it's soon. I've been looking for job for a while now. It's turning out to be harder than I would like to find one job that pays the bills. So I've applied a few different places and am just waiting to hear back.

Because of that I am feeling pretty anxious. it's like waking up in the middle of the night to someone snoring. You just lay there hoping against hope that the perfectly spaced snorts and garggles will stop. you count all 3 seconds of silence that separate them all the while wishing every sort of unimaginable punishment on your tormentor. anxious is the feeling at the end of that third second when all you can do is pray an unprecedented fourth second of silence will pass and turn to the hours of peaceful slumber you deserve. well...excuse the elongated description but I'm hanging on that third second.

Besides the practical dilemmas I am doing quite well. Yesterday I took a nice bike ride along the river. It felt great to stretch the lungs and work my legs. Surprisingly my legs are not sore but I do confess to being acutely aware of the lack of padding on my bike seat every time I sit down. but as many wise men have said, "this too shall pass". hasten the day Lord, seriously.

well. I did not realize I was in such a mood to ramble. I usually try to avoid using many words to say very little but today I succumbed to the temptation...there I go again. until next time.

I heard a quote this week that I liked it was something like this. can't remember who said it...
"every peace was good and every war was bad"



on a side note:
I just got a sticker that has an image of a Native American next to the words "Fighting Terrorism since 1492".