And despite last nights personal entry…here I am at the back of the bus. I am happy, it has actually gotten cold enough in L.A. that I can wear my favourite sweater. It’s now pretty much my only sweater as I’ve unfortunately outgrown my others and don’t really have alot of call for sweaters. Maybe once I start skiing I’ll start getting newer sweaters.<\/p>\n
My favourite sweater is one that was hand made for me. I watched it being made. It gave me such incredible respect for the art of knitting and the effort that one must go thru to make such an item.<\/p>\n
Maybe, I’m a bit strange; but to me. I like to look at gifts as a representation of a slice of time. Relationships go thru changes and sometimes grow apart. I’ve never quite understood the concept of being a bad person because you have personal keepsakes of a past relationship. “Bob, why do you have pictures of your exs?!?!?” I recently found a picture of myself, Carrie, Trevor, and Erin from a Kiss concert we attended (in makeup) in State College, PA. To me, this picture is a slice of time that was wonderful in my life and it helps me remeber good things about good people.<\/p>\n
I am glad that I only have one person left that I intentionally hold ill thoughts for. Granted, people that know me very well understand that I really have no plans of burying the hatchet with my birth mother.<\/p>\n
This is all free form as usual…I guess I’m just in a happy mood as I ride into work a but late. I’m wishing the best for everyone I knew today and focussing on the good memories of them…No matter how they may have turned out after that.<\/p>\n
A list of songs that reminds me of happy moments with specific people:
\nLove Shack – B-52s
\nDance With Me – Orleans
\nOne Night in Bangkok – Murray Head
\nGod of Thunder – Kiss<\/p>\n
“Love never goes away, it is tempered by experience; and blossoms differently each time. The trick is to recognize the lasting good that it does to your soul in the long run.<\/p>\n
Well timed. The iTunes playlist just flipped over to “Teenage Enema Nurses in Bondage.” I’m not sure if I should Thank Adrian (Tonz) or just never forgive him \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n