Well, valentines day came and went. Here I am, sitting with a laptop; robed up and ready to momblog. I’ve spent the entirety of the day in the in-between stage of wanting to take a nap but not really being able to. Ever had that kind of a day? Where you just walk around like a zombie and sit down for longer than normal periods of time? Today was like that for me. I didn’t like it.
I didn’t really spend any time thinking today. Have you ever had that kind of a day? Where you just glide through the day and just refuse to have an original thought? You just pretend to be productive while moving things from one area to the other; hoping that you aren’t forced to think at all, because that means work. . . Okay I don’t think other people are as lazy as I am, and probably don’t have a lot of days like that. I don’t have a lot of days like that either thank you, but today was like that.
Now, there’s other things that happened today as well; Loved ones spent the day displaying affection on a holiday fabricated by businesses in order to guilt you into spending money on your spouse as a sign of affection.
Other people went outside today; they probably didn’t enjoy that much. Big Bear was racked by the storm of the decade today. Winds over fifty miles an hour ripped tree’s out of the ground and gently placed them in the middle of the road for our enjoyment. Flash flooding in several areas across Big Bear, with lots of road closures and landslides. It’s the best time to take your loved one on an afternoon drive. Watch for fog though; fog is scary.
I had to go out twice today amidst the rain-pocolypse. Once to run an errand of some importance. Once to get a burrito. The burrito was of equal importance to the important errand; that is to say, it was an important burrito. I literally had to drive through fog in order to get the burrito. You know what the survival rate for driving through fog is? Yeah, neither do I. That’s how important the burrito was to me. I braved death itself.
You know, come to think of it we all probably braved death at some point today. You know that vending machines kill more people than sharks? I’m terrified of sharks. . . And now i’m terrified of vending machines.
I think I went off on a bit of a tangent. . .
What I actually did today was pack. My brain was on autopilot mode because I was simply trying to figure out the best way to stuff as many boxes as I could into my car. Tomorrow i’m going to hit the road heading east; in a box on wheels with many boxes inside. I’m going to miss Big Bear in the way that I miss summer camp: I’m not going to miss the place, but I am going to miss the people.
What am I doing? I don’t know; a lot of the time i’d like to say i’m figuring things out, or i’m trying to find myself. I don’t think that’s the right way to phrase it though. I’d say I’m seeking new adventure. Adventure is something that you have to find for yourself; not very often does it just appear on your front doorstep, like an amazon package.
I’m continuously having adventures in my life, and I feel like I’m ready for the next one. Life is a play with many acts. One adventure leads to another. Perhaps your last adventure was mellow and subtle; or maybe it was a hurricane of drama and emotions. Maybe your last adventure was a bummer, and maybe the next is going to be nothing but joy. We go through highs and lows in life, but no matter what life is one amazing adventure.
Happy Valentine’s day. Someone buy me some See’s.