Friday morning. cold..well as cold as it can get in Los Angeles. Looks like rain is over due, translated as snow in the mountains, which I'm destined to miss. The sun is struggling but losing, which is reflected in my own forecast for the foreseeable future. A constant balance of priority over and under importance and urgency. Poles apart but constantly pulling and stressing on each other. The things I have to do versus the things I should be doing. Sounds the same but it's not. Yet one lays the path for the other and one wrong step one way tilts the balance of the whole thing. I know this is the way of everything, and everyone. Strangely though, I am starting to see it as neither a problem nor a gift, it just is. and as with many other aspect of my life, letting my mind rest upon the way things are without trying to change them nor even trying to not to try to change them, clears away all of the fog that once secretly yet permanently sat around my experience of life.
Now, if I could only believe all that crap and live it then maybe I would feel a morsel of wisdom in my bones instead of spitting out other peoples ideas like a parrot. hahah, just kidding. Only I'm not sure which part I am kidding about.
Today my feelings are mostly Postmodern with a splash of pretentiousness.
See you later.