you know...

I love that part of a song that moves you. That like really, truly moves you. That part that you just can’t explain why you love it so much, that single part that you play over and over again. It’s unexplainable, and people call you crazy for it, but it’s that one part of a song that you adore. It’s that part that inspires you, gives you hope, moves you. That part you scribble the lyrics to everywhere you go. It’s the part that lets you know you’re not alone. The part that makes you feel invincible. That’s my favorite part.

Anywayy, I think I'm incapable of exercise. I always manage to find excuses. Honestly though, the sun is way too hot, and recently the haze shrouding the island is obnoxious. So, me not exercising is justified. I assume a daily climb up and down the steep stairways is exercise enough. oh.. and I'll just stick around indoors. Yoga on Wednesdays.

Saw the huge satellite moving this morning. I imagined for a moment that it was moving to receive incoming encoded messages from creatures up in the sky. Then I remembered I'm not a child, and wasn't sure how much imagination was overboard, and how much was a healthy dose.

Maybe children imagine aliens and unicorns, and adults are supposed to have sexual fantasies instead. I don't know what adolescents dream of. Truancy and cigarettes, perhaps.

OH man, I hope my phone doesn't crash. and for all the chaos and drama that's going on at work, I'm physically drained. A pleasant morning later. pretty pleaaase? Okay, hopefully tomorrow is manageble for me. Sleep. Or at least try to.