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Percolating
It is already much too late for me to be writing this, but here I am, racing against the clock, furiously typing these words just to get it out of my head so I can sleep instead of processing the blog.... Having a writers heart and mind can be a tricky thing sometimes. You tend to not see the world as others most likely look at things.... I find myself always analyzing people; how they move, what they say, how they say it, body language, posture, and the gut instinct. People watching..always a fun pasttime. Also not the point of this blog. Was speaking with a friend recently and we got to talking about how people think. Some people will overthink things...to the point of immobility. You can think yourself right out of the best ideas and smartest moves you can ever make in your life, given enough time, and enough overthinking. Sometimes you just have to not-think. I call it Percolating. Sometimes you run into a particular troubling problem,...
Birthday wishes..
Its a few minutes late, but I only just got home from my crazy long day. Been thinking of you all day...and this excellent song has been rolling around in my brain whenever I think of you. It is absolutely perfect for you... Happy Birthday my darling... Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it's all right Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it's all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since...