Awkward

A zip-lock bag full of extra strength Tylenol is my new best friend. One word answers and blank looks are my new worst enemy. It seems there is always awkward balance in the world, right?

If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air...

"I'm not crazy because I take the right pills."

I feel a bit empty. I'm not sure what it is but I feel like my life isn't complete. Maybe my life isn't supposed to be complete yet...of maybe I need to learn the ways of the buddhist or discover my natural ability to crochet or...I'm not sure.

I just had a flash back. Joe, doing yoga along the side of the outdoor pool near QE. I had no idea what the hell he was doing and I think other people at the pool were a bit concerned themselves but now everyone and their snobby dog does yoga. That memory has a moral to it but I'm not too sure what it is yet.

I baked banana bread/muffins tonight. Maybe I'll just live my life constantly wanting something more and something better and never being all the way content.

Or maybe I'll laugh always and smile throughout the day and sing my favorite songs out loud and dance and live.