For some reason, when I sit down to start typing, before I even think about actually writting anything, I'm thinking about writing. Wait, that didn't make any sense. Let me try again...
For some reason I always have all these thoughts that I think would be good to write about, and then once I sit down to actually write about it, I completely forget about all of them. Instead I just sit here, staring at the blinking cursor in the small box that says "Title". I can never come up with a good title. It's a rarity if I do come up with one that I like. But shouldn't a title, aka "subject" be exactly that... the subject? So what am I really writing about here? Most likely nothing. I could just be rambling on about nothing important, as per my usual self, and wasting any kind of precious time that you, the reader, might have. Which, I think, in this case is exactly what I'm doing. So I suppose I should write something good then to make it a worthwhile read, no? Unless you prefer to read about nothing. Which I can most certainly do. Hmm... a subject, a subject. Well, I could start real easy and look back at the last month and see exactly what I've been doing since then. Um.. I read a book. No, it wasn't a comic book. No it wasn't a picture book either, and it's not a magazine. It was an honest to goodness book. With words, big words too! I didn't look any of them up, I just kinda guessed what they meant as I read on, but it was a book by a real life author, kind of. Well, ya... um... okay... well... no no no... it was... it's a real author pretending to abridge a book by a fictional author that wrote a very long version of the book... but didn't. Fine, I'll just tell you what I read... "The Princess Bride." Great book! It was quite some time ago that it just happened to come to my knowledge about the book. I, well not I, but well, the book was read into about a chapter or two and I just never got that out of my head. Recently it was on my brain and I've been wanting to read it, so I did, in a week, I think. I didn't really time myself, it was probably less than that. It was awesome. I'm a very incredibly picker reader. But I want to give more books a try. Nothing dumb of course, but some real famous work, none of this new crap. I'll probably start with movies and shows that are based off of books and go from there, then branch out. I did that before. It seemed to work.
I moved, I'm in Newport Beach now. I love waking up down here. I love the smell of the salt air. I love riding my bike on the beach. I love lamp. I love my bed. Oh man did I miss my awesome bed clean cloud 9 bed. I sleep diagonally every night. I can't help it. I'm not tall by any means. In fact I'm the exact same since High School. I got a queen size bed for reason that are totally beyond me now, and I can sleep diagonally every single night. It's quite nice.
I've also realized I've gotten to comfortable with living the dream that most people have. And really it shouldn't be a dream. No. I think that it's completely right to have "vacations" It makes you appreciate more the break you have from life. Not that the stress ever goes away during the vacation, but it's a nice temporary escape. Me? I've been on something longer than a vacation. And now that it's got about 4 to 6 months left, I'm stepping it up. I've gotten lazy, kinda. Too much freedom does that to a guy, ya know? And quite honestly... I love every minute of it. Sure it sucks during the day when everyone is busy, but I've gotten way to comfortable to being single and not having to check in with anyone. It's nice little happy place I've got.
Spaced out for a second...
This blog is gonna be long I think...
Going off on tangents does that, and I'm notorious for doing that.
Being single definitely has its perks... I have literally have complete freedom. Now I know a few things that some may agree with or disagree with in regards to that statement. First off I know that if you find the right person... blah blah blah... you'll want to share everything with them... blah blah blah... and you want to spend all your time with them... yadda yadda yadda. But I'm not holding my breath. I've been to 2 weddings since July, another friend got married, another sister engaged, and another friend to get married in a week, Oh and I just heard about an old friend from way back in the day getting married this weekend. Couples are forming all around the place. I suppose most people would start to feel depressed by that, or lonely. But I don't. I've gone that complete opposite way. I know as the guy I wouldn't have to do anything besides stand there, look pretty, and say I do. But right now, marriage and dating and all that stuff, just... doesn't sound fun. I'll most likely end up being "that guy"... no... not that guy, the other one... the one next to him... no no no... the nice guy on the other side of that guy. Ya... that one. I'm that guy. I know a guy who is that guy. I don't think he likes it though, he's 50+. I don't think I'll be like that though. Singularity is the best. The world is open to whatever I want to do. Once the car is payed off in a few months I'm free of any and all debt. Then the only thing holding me back is me.
I have no idea how i got there. But really, I guess I'm just happy. I'm content and happy. It took a long while to get here. A long while. But I'm a smarter, and happier guy now than when I was back in... hmmm.... 2006. And then after that. Everyday is better. I got amazing friends, new and old. And an absolutely awesome family....... and what else... I swing dance 2, maybe 3 times a week which is friggin awesome!!... Oh I have stilts! And I live by the beach! Don't be jealous. I share. Not the stilts, but I'll share everything else. Not my bed either... I like sleeping diagonally. Unless you want to curl up in a ball on the corner spot, that's fine. But I'm sleeping diagonally. Oh and I have nerf guns. And plenty of ammo for a war every night. Good times indeed. Smiles all around.
After all that, I feel that this link should be shared:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_five#Origins
Swing Dancing + High Fives = Good Times... and there is my subject title. Yay! I got one. No no no... cause this whole thing isn't about Swing Dancing... but I do love a good High Five. Okay... High Fives it is.
If you see me, give me a high Five... i luv them.
