Designer Skyline/ Rainbow Veins

This week has been a week of changes. And it's only Wednesday/Thursday, depending on how picky you are about that sort of thing.  

The band is falling apart, and that is surprisingly very okay with me. 

I quit my job tonight. Tomorrow is my last day. 

Despite the immediate and annoying question of "what the heck am I going to do for money, now?" Now, I feel very strangely calm, collected and ready for whatever the next adventure in my life is.  Changes come. Welcome.

I'm probably moving back to Michigan, the very state I foreswore to leave forever some 4 years ago... Never make promises, I guess.

I am hopefully going to become the vocalist for a very promising band from Detroit whom shall remain nameless (until it is official, for either good or bad). I'm excited at this possibility. It's not what I've been doing, and I think it could be extremely refreshing.

I have this strange new zest for life that I think is related to my addiction to change and a nomadic lifestyle as well as the fact that,

I am allowing my heart to feel warm again.

Now go listen to Owl City. The boy is a genius of the finest variety. 

Laughter

Is the best medicine. I've been feeling kindof stressed the last few days. I saw this picture and couldn't stop laughing. It's amazing how laughter shakes weights off of you you didn't know you were carrying. I hope it at least makes you smile :)

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I'm Tired of Whining

It really does get you nowhere, and I'm pretty sure it actually decreases the chances that you'll do anything about whatever it is that you happen to be whining about.  Sadly, I'm not talking about someone at work (that would be whining, too). I'm talking about me. 

I complain too much. I am ungrateful too much. I take things for granted way too much. 

And I don't want to anymore.

It's time to be thankful each and everyday. It's time to realize that I am blessed beyond belief: That I am beloved, that I am lucky to be the child of a G-D who is 'especially fond of me' and whose love I am incapable of comprehending. 

I just finished reading 'The Shack". My dad is teaching a sunday school class on it back at our church in Michigan, and he and my mom have been bugging me t

o read it for about a month now, so when he handed me a free copy for my own while I was

 home for Easter weekend, I finally caved in. I'm very glad I did. It took a little while to get in to, but it has been a long time since I have read a more refreshing view of G-D and our relationship with Him and each other. It really hit me in a way that a book hasn't in awhile. I would even say I was blessed to have read it. I highly recommend it. Allow it to make you a lover again. 

I just want to be a lover. 

I really want to be a part of a community again. Of lovers of course. 

I miss all of you.