Back at my normal spot today. I thought about continuing on my cow story, but I just feel off.

I have been feeling a little bit off since I finished my po’ boy yesterday. It was good, but yeah, I felt sick afterwards, not the typical food poisoning sick, but the sick sick of being sick.

Plus I’ve been craving sugar. That’s never a good thing.

Time to detox again. Let’s see how long that will last.

Let’s just see.

But yes, I feel tired today for some reason and I’m sure a little bit has to do with what I have been eating lately. I’m trying to go back to a better and healthier diet, but again, let’s see how long that will last before I verge back to eating shit again. I’m sure it’ll be in no time that I’ll be eating shitty again.

* * *

So honey go.

Today is an Aimee Mann kind of day.

I haven’t listened to her in a while, so it’ll just be her today.

* * *

I sit in my usual today, just typing away hoping that I’ll come up with something of substance, something other than my normal rants, but it seems no different.

It is what it is.

My brain is too tired to come up with anything, to focus on anything more serious and difficult as my prose.

I don’t know why I’m so afraid to finish it. Unfortunately I didn’t jot down the notes that I thought I would write about. I locked it up in my head and I’m sure it’ll resurface when it comes time for me to write, but right now, I’m just finger tapping away.

I’m doing a brain purge of the things in my head, getting the cobwebs out of my system.

I’m thinking of the day ahead and how simple it is. I already done much of the hard work and cooking either last night or this morning. It’ll just be a day of watching movies and vegging out.

It’ll be a typical weekend of being alone and recharging for me.

It’ll be back to routine and that is something that I welcome for now.

* * *

Summer.

My summer is slowly shaping up. Plans are changing as travel plans are being formulated at work.

Atlanta is already on the table. What about the others?

Moorestown. Dallas. Chicago?

I don’t know and I guess whatever happens happens. I’m not going to think too much of it.

I would love to do Chicago, but it is what it is?

How about my personal vacations?

One is already in the books. Crater Lake. That has been booked. Dates reserved. Hotel paid for. I just have to just go.

Driving home this summer? Right now, that seems so up in the air. If it doesn’t happen, then I’ll think of something else that I can do in a short time. South Carolina for a few days maybe? Visit the Carters and explore the south east.

That’ll be nice.

Maybe.

It just seems like my life is so unplanned most of the time. I have some idea, but it’s always loose and I adapt for any changes that might happen, like all the traveling that may happen with work.

* * *

Life is just randomness.

My dreams seem so random too.

Had a dream a few nights ago about Ms. D. It was just weird. I haven’t seen or talk to her in months, but I was very surprised that she popped up.

She straddled me in some daisy dukes, leaned in and told me that her guy, Ed, was gay. I didn’t know how to take that information, so I started to nuzzle her neck, and then she pushed me away to reiterate that Ed was gay and from that tone, it was her telling me to stop.

I was just so confused. Very confused about everything. Just so weird and so random.

Life. Randomness.

* * *

It’s almost June already. In about two days, it’ll be June.

This year seems to be flying by so fast. Faster than the last couple of years. Where have all the time gone? Where?

In a blink and Iceland feels so far away, even though that was just 3 months ago. When did 3 months feel like years ago?

Getting old is a funny thing.

It really is.

* * *

The wedding. It was a nice wedding. Very small, full of friends and family of Katy’s and P.R.

It was just good to see old friends again and to catch up with Scott’s better half. Not bad at all.

I might have to reconsider my one rule about weddings. I just might. Who knows? We shall see who will be the next one that sends me an invite that is not family.

I don’t think that I’ll have that many since I’m not that close to anyone that would even invite me. But who knows?

My life is so random and I’m just going with the flow. No idea where I’ll end up and what will happen.

Life is funny.