Of Course I Hear Voices: I Own Parrots

I You never know how life is going to turn out. Tonight I was sitting in an empty laundromat as the winds picked up and the storms started to approach from the west. As I sat there hoping I would be out of there soon, I couldn't help but think how this would be the perfect opening for a scary movie. A girl, alone in a suburban laundromat, ominous weather, some cheesy 80's ballad (I think it was by Nelson) in the background...just make me hot and blonde  and we have the makings of a slasher film folks. if I don't check in on foursquare tomorrow...you might want to check these.... This sudden burst reminded me of the days where I really thought I could make a living off that creativity. I thought Indiana was just a brief pit stop. I had big plans and dreams. Instead I never left, and I work in education. It isn't a bad life...actually it is a good life. Still I do sometimes wonder what would things be like if my life had gone to plan. Where would I be?...

blogging (duh) obsessively check facebook and twitter until something fun is posted finding random stuff on you tube bleach my walls reading writing (not blogging mostly fiction projects) stare at the wall/ceiling with the hope I will fall asleep cook "window shop" the clothes I never have a reason to wear edit photos set up random photoshoots in the apartment worry about my friends and family work on the knot in my shoulder exercise try to find fun writing prompts (and usually fail...maybe I should do something about that) work on my photo portfolio over on redgage watch scary movies text a friend if I know one is awake laundry (I so should be doing that now) wish I had better access to the things that make me sleep better grocery shop worry about sleeping through my alarms convince myself to at least try to sleep...it is better than nothing right?