because my good sense was preoccupied with something much more important for most of the day, it failed to alert me that i was already on my second cup of too-strong coffee at the default coffee shop. thankfully there's always beer to make up for the oversight.

i may as well be on drugs - like what i indicated in the last post - but today was drugs times ten.

yes kurdapya, i love my life.

there are days when the happy drugs are of the xoxo variety but man, that is nothing compared to this.

as yet, this post is lame but only because my eyes are getting droopy but i just want to say something.

can't wait to be fifty.

i could only describe it for now: i was given this simple but overlooked way of seeing everything that mattered and didn't matter as well. when it finally settled in, i could only think man, oh, man, what more if i were in...what more if i had...what more if i was with...

but you see, that last scenario didn't even make a dent.

if i were to compare that with this, i'd just think apples and oranges. that was a teddy bear. this is everything.

i could only say to myself what took you so long? i would probably get the answer i was detained, you idiot.

i love rock and roll. i love travel delays. i love worn-out shirts. i love sprinklers. i love unexpected cheap eats. i love doors opened to and for you. i love smiles worn with ease.

i don't care if this is getting icky.

now i undertand why yesterday was yesterday.