A quick list of slice ideas that ran through my head on this Friday:
Finally putting my thoughts about my grandparents to a page
The fleeting impermanence of love and most other important things
Children who obviously don’t get enough love and the parents who know it
How that one line in the Throwing Muses song makes me cry every time I hear it no matter what
How procrastination will surely get around to ending me eventually
The internalization of a million tiny things until ages of angst finally split me
Bosses who don’t listen and the employees who pretend not to notice because it’s easier
And the fact that I may be one of a miniscule demographic who only like the Counting Crows’ first 3 albums and still decide I have a favorite new song of theirs every 4 or 5 years and dealing with the fallout that realization forcefeeds my brains about exactly what kind of “unique” the kid who used to wear skirts (mostly to clean around the house) and paint his nails has really become.
Then, leaving the gym with all that wonderful weight weighing me down, I remembered it was Friday and the last thing the world needs on a Friday is any of that silly action. Let’s all have a great weekend and maybe spend it thinking a little less about ourselves.
That was mostly just a pep talk for me. If it helps you, you’re welcome.