the last few months have been fairly intense and i’m worn out. there’s only so much i can do at once, and i’ve been pushing my own envelope for weeks now… and that’s saying something because i’ve never actually hit its boundary before… so oddness.
what do it mean? well, it means i’m about to take a break from all this intense focus and dissection. i’m going to put down the sandpaper for a while and just ‘be’ without feeling like i have to document and archive everything ‘just in case i miss something that is important’.
it means i’m not going to kick myself over making stupid mistakes for a while. after all, my ass is sore. damn it.
it means i’m not going to make as many entries here for a while… or if i do, they are not going to be about things that take so much effort to think through. i may actually just post silly things that have no meaning at all.
in fact.
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so there.
i’m going to get my groove on. play with color. dance in my undies in the the living room. go walk on the beach. play in the rain. chase my cats around until their tails are the size of chimney sweep brushes.
i’m going to whisper sweet nothings to the master sergeant and listen to him sigh and smile and ache for me. for ME.
and damn it, i’m going to ache right back.
until this weekend. which is when he gets here next.
and i’m going to spend all of next week forgetting i ever heard of technology, let alone have any level of interest in it whatever.
i’m going to live. be. smile. and let myself off this damn hook for a while.
i sincerely hope you, whomever you are, do the same.
see ya ’round.