Wagon Wheel

Hey Momma rock me….

Going with some twang today, some little bluegrass twang to get me through my finger tappings.

I’m switching it up from the heart felt sincerity of The Greatest Showman musical, which I’ve been listening to nonstop since I watched the movie on my flight back from Dallas.

It was just great.

I kind of regret not watching it on the big screen. It would have been a spectacle.

I would have a smile from ear to ear and tears streaming down my face.

It my type of musical.

I had to change the code to my little above thought separator.

I can’t use a simple center tag anymore, but a div tag.

New things.

Change.

It’s easy to remember.

Things to keep in mind as I made the change to the new site.

It is what it is.

Things are things…as someone puts it.

It is what it is.

Tired.

My body.

My mind.

My soul.

All tired.

So tired.

That’s my life now, The Tired Life.

Maybe that should have been the title to this little entry.

Maybe not.

It’s just been a lot at work.

I’m behind on my projects. I’m behind on the little things that I need to do.

I’ll have to start working a few hours over the weekends soon. I need to decide on when to start.

Soon.

Soon.

Everything is manageable.

I just need time.

Focus.

Soon.

Things will fall in place.

Things will be back to normal, or whatever kind of normal I thought things were.

Things will be what they will be.

Time will tell.

The above new code puts an extra carriage return.

Quirk.

Annoyed but I’ll live with it.

It is what it is.

I’m tempted to do another separator, fuck it.

Let’s proceed.

Watched Leave No Trace.

It was good. A coming of age story about a girl and her father who’ve been living in Forest Park in Oregon.

Their home is in the woods.

It’s a movie about independence. Living life in their terms and ultimately making the ultimate decision to become fully independent and live life on your terms.

The movie definitely hit home for me.

The decision at the end.

Heart breaking but I empathized.

The movie hit very close to home for me.

I made a similar decision and continue to make it.

I make decisions for myself, for my life, and my happiness.

It’s my life.

Not my families.

Sometimes, the toughest decision is to hurt the ones you love the most because it is about your happiness and your life. Not theirs.

Not theirs.

I moved.

I’m single.

I live my life.

Sigh…didn’t want to argue today.

The new boba girl gave me the wrong tea. She gave me milk tea instead of my regular tea.

Sign.

I’m over it.

New.

Different.

Going with it.

I don’t think she probably ever had anyone order non-milk tea before.

Eh.

Over it.

Stop.

New div.

When will I start on my creative projects?

I don’t know.

I should.

Soon.

That’s what I keep saying.

Soon.

Eventually, that soon will be here, and I’ll start.

Soon.

I need to watch more Christmas movies.

How can I watch movies when I can’t even focus on any movie or tv shows?

I’m so scattered-brained now, it’s hard to keep focus.

I’ll manage.

I have to.

I need to.

Rey.

Of course, she sees what I’m drinking and mentions something about it.

Something new?

She gave me the wrong one.

They offered to get me the right one, but I declined.

Too much of a hassle. Too much work.

Going to leave it since I’m almost finished with it anyway.

I got this weekend.

I got my usuals this weekend. The Viet Girl on Saturday and Ashley on Sunday.

Just one day of milk won’t kill me.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Depends on how much lactose is in this shit.

I got dinner planned for the day and maybe for the weekend.

Lunch?

Should I buy lunch?

Probably not.

Gonna try a Salami and Pickles Grilled Cheese sandwich when I get home.

Put on a movie or even Cloak & Dagger and cook while watching that.

I ain’t doing shit today.

JACK SHIT.

I’m going to be lazy.

Eat. Sleep. Watch TV.

It’s a couch potato day as I fall back to my regular schedule.

Let’s see how it works.

Let’s see what happens.