Thoughts on a Tuesday night...

I'm now officially avoiding things I don't want to face.
I'm guessing it's part of growing up, you know, hating conflict and willing to go out of my way to avoid it or anything that disrupts the good times.
Ick.
Too bad there's sin, huh?

The whole political thing irritates me right now too, good looks evil and evil looks good.
That bugs me too.
I guess that'll be there too as long as there's sin.

There's so much joy to be found, despite the world around us, in our friends and family, it's sad to me we don't take fuller advantage of it.
Hm.

I've gotten out of the habit of practicing instruments, and I'm starting to wonder if it's just my lack of stick to-itness or if it's just not me.
Bah.
Who can tell?
I alternately think it's something I desperately need, and something that isn't necessary to growing into the woman I want to become.
Bah.
Who can tell?
Plus, I need to focus on my work for now.
Maybe when things slow down...
but isn't that what all the old people say, and they never get around to it?
I hope not.
I find myself increasingly hoping that things aren't what I think they might be and that they are what I dream they will be.
I'm a dreamer, and a romantic...it's hard sometimes to reconcile yourself to reality, and it's also hard to know when you need to do it.
No need for cynicism here, I just want the truth.

Now my congested head and I will take leave,
and put some face on a pillow.
Listen to a little Jane Eyre before I slip into unconsciousness.

Here's to a bright tomorrow, with no mistakes in it yet.
I'll try to make the most of it if you will...
Actually, whether or not you do I still will, but...it is kind of cute saying it that way, ain't it?


The End.