I went and saw my mom. I've been home almost an hour prepping for tomorrow. I'm trying to be ok with how I've been these last 4 hours.
Because once I'd taken my brother to his bus-stop, I returned to my mom. I did our laundry, and at some point, I chose to be......not serious. I wasn't serious in any way. I kept playing the role of a Suthern hillbilly, who tokked funny. And spit bacca, sur nuf. I stayed in that role even after I left.
I'd been aware of it driving home. I was imagining playing the role during our normal driver huddles at work, which occur every morning. In my head, I always had a funny answer, but hillbilly boy never smiled. "Life's surrius. Gotta lurn to just say 'fuk it!'"
I was popped out of it, well, I forced myself out of when I was unloading my van. My door nicked my neighbor's car. White paint (my van's white) on a dark shiny car. I rubbed it off as well as I could, until they walked out the front door to leave. I looked at neither in the eye. And part of me still wanted to PLAY, to blow off surrius stuff, ya knows?
I'm laughing now, since when I came in my room, I went over by my PC. E2 was still running, and I opened up my email window to see any interesting emails (most are business related). Well........my old sponsor had sent me an old Monty Python video he found on YT, so I sat down and watched it. I'd never seen it, but the latter part was the Lumberjack song where he begins singing how he began dressing like a woman and wore high heels. As these lyrics come on, his male backup singers who before this were proud and loud manly men, actually stopped singing and walked off the stage.
So, what did I do? I replied to my old sponsor with "Different. Wats rongs with hi heels?.....hee hee". It makes me laugh since he'll see it and say "....What......the.......f***!!???" I'll play it cool when I see him next Saturday.
Being in the real world isn't very fun presently. Maybe I gots ta be more surrius. But surrius people gets hearty tacks. Hummmm......gots me sum thinkins ta do.
Because once I'd taken my brother to his bus-stop, I returned to my mom. I did our laundry, and at some point, I chose to be......not serious. I wasn't serious in any way. I kept playing the role of a Suthern hillbilly, who tokked funny. And spit bacca, sur nuf. I stayed in that role even after I left.
I'd been aware of it driving home. I was imagining playing the role during our normal driver huddles at work, which occur every morning. In my head, I always had a funny answer, but hillbilly boy never smiled. "Life's surrius. Gotta lurn to just say 'fuk it!'"
I was popped out of it, well, I forced myself out of when I was unloading my van. My door nicked my neighbor's car. White paint (my van's white) on a dark shiny car. I rubbed it off as well as I could, until they walked out the front door to leave. I looked at neither in the eye. And part of me still wanted to PLAY, to blow off surrius stuff, ya knows?
I'm laughing now, since when I came in my room, I went over by my PC. E2 was still running, and I opened up my email window to see any interesting emails (most are business related). Well........my old sponsor had sent me an old Monty Python video he found on YT, so I sat down and watched it. I'd never seen it, but the latter part was the Lumberjack song where he begins singing how he began dressing like a woman and wore high heels. As these lyrics come on, his male backup singers who before this were proud and loud manly men, actually stopped singing and walked off the stage.
So, what did I do? I replied to my old sponsor with "Different. Wats rongs with hi heels?.....hee hee". It makes me laugh since he'll see it and say "....What......the.......f***!!???" I'll play it cool when I see him next Saturday.
Being in the real world isn't very fun presently. Maybe I gots ta be more surrius. But surrius people gets hearty tacks. Hummmm......gots me sum thinkins ta do.
I want to be FREE!
