Post 50th Blues

[blueerica]

Oddly enough, while I don't feel some great need to go to Disneyland anytime soon, I think my "not going Saturday," which was not a part of my original plans ended up working to my benefit. I went Friday night to a fantastic party. I left, having a nice walk with CP & GD, sore feet, thought for a brief moment that my car was missing, to come back Sunday to a fantastic crowd of people, which is normally so not my thing, and to hop in on Monday for a brief evening stint, that ended up being so much fun. I think the real key was breaking it up, and keeping my expectations (as high as they were) pretty low.

Plus, I've had my share of personal drama that kept things moving along.

I think I've just gone through this so many times before, that this time, I outsmarted my usual self. I think I'm finally learning to appreciate the little bright things that happen every day in my life, whether it's walking down the street with some friends, or walking down Main Street, USA with thousands of my friends, it's all really cumulative hedons. Sometimes, it's Punk Rock Sunday, sometimes it's a good nap, and sometimes, it's both, right?

I wanna go to Paris...............................