My cluttered mind has never been more apparent than right now. I was going to sit down and write a philosophical and meaningful post, but it came out as a mindless stream-of-conscious-rambling that bored the hell out of me; I can only imagine what it would have done for you. Click...I'm outta here....let's blow this self-indulgent pop stand! Rantings from a very confused mind. Maybe I should rename the blog: Confessions of a Confused Mind. Nah...I'll leave it. For now, anyway.
Here I am...once again at a crossroads. Seems like I'm ALWAYS at a crossroads. What's the matter with me? In the movie in my mind, I somehow seem to think that "this" (whatever "this" is) will be the next chapter of my life. The next BIG moment. And the orchestra swells, and we hear the strings, and the drums and the camera zooms in for a close-up...and then...as I gasp in anticipation...
NOTHING happens.
Because it's not a movie. It's my life. Damn! All this time I was hoping this was a movie. If it were, I think it would be either an old-school Woody Allen flick, or a Wes Craven horror film. "Don't go in there Deb...it's BAD in there." Wouldn't that be great, if you heard that advice everytime you were about to make a terrible decision? "Don't do it...it's bad..."
Ah well...life just doesn't work that way, does it?
I'm trying to reinvent myself; yet, it seems all the good inventions have been taken. Anybody got any ideas? I can use all the help I can get...