Some of my favorite things I like to think about:
When Buster feeds the Rumba Doritos because he thinks the robot is hungry.
Hearing Amber by 311.
Hearing Lovers in Captivity by ImaRobot or similary 40 Day Dream by Edward Sharpe & Magnetic Zeros.
Tonight when I was running and my skin was hot and the breeze cooled it; it was energizing. That- was a good feeling. I needed it.
Of course the good times with my kids- I can’t leave that out.
What would it be like to have sunset on your breath? How would one ever even imagine it?(It’s a lyric; i’m not some weirdo that dreamt it up.)
I like when people I don’t know wave at me and smile. (I wave back.)
The perfectly ripe nectarine.
Twinkies with CHOCOLATE filling. (Yes I KNOW, it has beef fat in it. Why must you bring that up?)
When I don’t trip in front of people. (IT’s a personal victory EVERYDAY.)
Why did I need to think of the good things? It was a rough day, and honestly, I was figuratively thrown under a bus today. And it ruined a better portion of my day. If I had the Darth Vader power of holding up my hand and giving someone’s neck a hug from far away, I would’ve used that power A LOT this week. Ah well, it’s ironic how a little run with headphones on release all that bad energy and anger. And this is where I segue into things I don’t like:
Well, on second thought, I’m not going to write down a whole list of terrible qualities people possess. It’s probably overstating the obvious- I think most people would agree. So, there’s no need to beat a dead horse!
But…I will say it really annoys me when people tell me they have a high pain tolerance. As if to say,” Hey, I’m super extra tough, and you probably are not.” I could get R rated and use some cuss words and tell you what i’d like to say back- and I do say it- in my head, but then I look at them and smile and nod…
I hate when I think it’s the weekend or Friday night and it’s only Wednesday. (Oops, bummer. That happened tonight, btw.)
Oh, and when you put yourself out there, you know what I mean; the “Hey how’s it goin’?” …and…all ….you….hear….is…crickets..(i.e. no response..which is the equivalent of, “Ehhh, you should really go kick rocks, Annie, because I’m not very interested in you as a ‘whole person’ kind of a thing.” (And you can tell by their eyes, that they even said that to you with “air quotes”. Ugh, it adds insult to injury! No! God, no! Not the airquotes!
Anyway, it’s late; i’m rummy, hungry, but wayyyy too lazy to get up and eat a midnight snack even though I’m pretty sure I have a glow-in-the-dark lizard spoon.
Ugh. You know what I am waiting for?……I do.