Thursday, December 22, 2005

• Some Times I like to ramble

  I'm a rare individual.  I like to run when it is forty below zero.  I imagine what the world would be like when every thing else stopped.  I day dream about hobbits and those little gummy bears taking over my soul.  I know - you think I'm odd, but my life is consumed with a far grander thing then your own opinion - happiness.  I've known for a long time now that my life is different from many of the people I know and I'm very content with keeping it that way.  It is what makes me unique and splendid - while managing a twist of robustion and exemption.  From the time I developed my curiousity for nature in the back woods of my old house in Eden Prairie to my fear of orange shirts (yes, there is a thing such as a fear of orange shirts - but it isn't other people wearing them, it is I that must never be seen in one) I've been an interesting character.  I'm just waiting for the famous author to stake his claim upon my life, but I don't see that happening any time soon. 

  At one point my mother thought I was OCD - quite literally the worse thing any child could be.  But after time I developed a niche for rather random things so her concern went away.  God bless my mother, she put up with every thing I've attempted, succeeded, or failed with over the years.  There was a point in my life where I wanted to collect every known mammal in my back yards and nurture them in my parents house - luckily my mother had enough patience to work around my fasination and develop it into some thing more productive - like cleaning up all the leaves from her garden to "help capture those nasty squirrels."

  It seems that has time goes by my imagination wanders more.  I am beginning to think that when I reach fifty years of age I'll be able to kick some creative juices ass - leaving me overcome with jealous knowledge with nothing to show for it.  But really, the reason why I write this is I've found it hard to find some one that I could be compatiable with over the years.  And the ones that I tend to like usually have other persons to dream about.  I'm not sure that I'll ever find some one that could be uniquely gifted and compatiable with me unless they were willing to some how share the limelight with me.

  Darn that limelight hogging - Has it ever occurred to any one that maybe some people are better off being single?  I'm not exactly sure I fit that title but I know of some people that would probably label themselves as not interested.  There isn't any thing wrong with that I guess - just that I wanted to ramble on for a while since I haven't updated this site in a few days (a week maybe?)  Oh well, I hope every one of you has a safe and happy holidays (yes, even you jewish folks - too.)

  Bri

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