Half Baked Sleepy

I'm watching the Dave Chappelle movie "Half Baked." It's hilarious. I'm actually feeling munchy-ish just from watching this movie.

I am tired, compliments of an Advil PM. Had a killer headache all day. But a worthwhile headache, haha...

My family has this habit of, whatever you tell them, they find whatever negative anything they can about it and blow it up in your face. I try not to be that way.

Not much more to say right now... sleepy. :) Love to all.

flowers for no reason but you miss me...

Yes, I said it by not saying it.

It's been close to 8 months.

I don't want to dive recklessly into a relationship, but I have been feeling lately that I would at least like to perhaps wade into the shallow end and test the water.

I heard a woman on the radio today saying there was a scripture in, I believe, Isaiah, where God says, "Before you step to the right or to the left, ask me which way you should go." Something like that. I feel a definite sense of agreeing with that concept, and I do not want to rush ahead of God. He knows best; He's the one who takes care of me.

There is someone I have a thing for... but I'm not so sure about the bigger-picture potential there is with this person.

So I will lay fleeces, maybe, and ask and wait.

That's the great thing with God. We can stay in a state of continual conversation with Him. Talk about constant help. God is so good. He is the friend that sticks closer than a brother.

I Hear the Rain

...and the air-conditioner... so at least the power is still on. :) Supposed to be a pretty ugly storm this weekend. Actually I think it has already grown big enough to have a name. Let me google that... yes it has become Tropical Storm Lee. Greetings, Lee.

I stayed last night at my friends' house. Just didn't feel like chillin at the trailer solo. I appreciate my awesome friends Julia and Kathy. They are always so kind to me. Like extra moms :)

So I woke up this morning fron an odd dream. In this dream, I had been up all night helping a friend on her job. She works for a funeral home. So, the dream. It became morning, in the dream, and I needed to go meet her to help her finish from whatever she'd done the night before. But I was stressin because my vehicle was very dusty and dirty, and I didn't want to show up in that at the funeral home, especially among all the people who would be there, dressed nicely for a service. I was stressing and sweating this.

Finally these two dream-fictional guys she works with (not real-life people; I have no idea who she works with) came up to me and were like man, we HAVE TO get over there! Come on, you can ride with us, just come on; we have to go.

And I woke up from that dream feeling the distinct impression that I have been sweating this friend far too much. I could look up the dream symbolism but I can pretty much bet that it'll say I'm stressing too much over her, what she thinks, what she would like or not like, etc etc. Gotta BREATHE. Gotta step back and BE. And not get all wrapped up in this sitation she and I have begun. It's a great situation, and my mind is right; I'm not crushin on her nor am I feeling IN LOVE or anything crazy like that. It's cool. I just need to make sure I don't overthink it all. I like her a lot; as a person and a friend. And the B of the FWB... deserves its own universe of honor for its awesomeness, let's just say... but I gotta keep it light. Gotta keep it light-HEARTED. Or seriousness will suck all the fun right out of it.

I appreciate dreams. :)

These Days

Strugging to stay out of love
Or over-like
or whatever...
Hoping to not have my emotions leading me around by the nose
But not taking much action toward achieving that
I could so easily fall for her
But this is good
Distance is good
We are getting to KNOW one another
And I can't rush and mess it up
OH YEAH, and then there's that other factor
I keep conveniently forgetting about
Grumble.
So I keep meeting new people
In attempt to dilute my focus
And remain, myself, intact
At the center of it all.
Desperate to keep my eyes on God.
He is my constant.
He stays the same, no matter what else changes or moves
Or leaves.

Like the Deserts Miss the Rain

Last weekend had me in Fort Worth. It was an incredible time and I loved almost every second of it. Since I've been back, disappointments have floated down from the plateau of her... things are not turning out "as I would have written it" haha... but then, what should I expect... that seldom happens for anyone.

So I'm at SB chillin with the Artist who has become an exceptionally good friend of mine. Grateful for her beyond words. Anyway.

Church this morning struck me as a little boring. Then again I'm sleepy. I'm a little depresed. Man... I'm just kind of feeling suspended in mid air. Sad. Blah. But I will make it. This too shall pass.

I gotta get outta Louisiana. I need a plan and I can start working that plan. Think I'll get on that right now.