Tag: life

twelve thoughts of mine for today

1. my first thought has been centred on sunrises and how lucky i am to have to you wake up this morning and show me your “little smile”.

2. my second thought has been about you. how thankfuckle (that’s my word i have for today) i am that we share an abode. now just have to work on the ‘get an early night’ phenomenon. thank you for my letter on the 12th phenomenon. thank you for listening yesterday. for being open to my life as I am to yours.

3. my third thought has been about you. cows. smiling. you are divine, supreme and utterly gorgeous. a true fuckwow moment. still. thank you for everything you are and everything you are not.

4. that i wish larcy was here so that i could just make her and i a cup of tea and she could steal mine.

5. anen. i got your back, front and middle. the friends can connect in a mysterious way without even speaking. perhaps they have amazing magical powers. perhaps they are both just peculiar in the head – edward monkton.

6. wanting you to end your sms rant. it has nothing to do with me. insults don’t fly. i don’t respond to misdirected anger, or any anger for that fact. it gets ignored. peace.

7. i am strong, i am willed. i am focussed. i am direct. i am point, shoot and keep moving forward. i do not dawdle towards getting my day’s honest work done. i do it, i get on with it, and i smile knowing i did a good thing or two today. i am not alone. i saw a postsecret on sunday that had me in tears with it’s resonation. i just stared at it, touched the monitor and thought “i’ve so been there”.

8. i adore that you embrace the guirk. (quirk + girl + work + dork = guirk). thank you for my tea.

9. freaky cloud iridescence but, you know, we should be paying attention to nature more. you know this already. the toads were speaking with their hops.

10. you are in my thoughts and chocolates. i know this is hard for you. i believe in you and this move. you’re doing the right thing.

11. this is cool.

12. thank you for the 12 rand man yesterday.

every now and again i have to remind myself…

that i’m not the only “potty-mouthed freak” (yes, that’s a quote) in the world. that i’m not alone. that just because i don’t want to conform to what a bunch of knobs think i should, does not make me wrong. rather, it makes me right.

that it’s okay to get a little irked when people don’t get your focus, your ideas. someone, somewhere, does.

that it’s not just me who whistles her own little off-key tune, bangs her own proverbial drum (in my current case, my desk) and thinks out loud. it’s my thinking out loud that gets us somewhere.

Steve Jobs said it best:

Here’s to the Crazy Ones.
The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can quote them, disagree with them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing that you can’t do, is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine. They heal.
They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or, sit in silence and hear a song that hasn’t been written?
Or, gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
We make tools for these kinds of people.
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world,
are the ones who do

wednesday sunrise.

there was a beautiful sunrise this morning. turning from musty grey to little hints of orange, until the brightness took up the horizon.

i was lucky enough to be up and watch it. well, some might say, lucky.

this is the reason i love winter. the sunrises are generally so beautiful.

and today, its a little cool. and it is good.

and so much news seems to flow, endlessly. i used to file it all mentally into ‘crap’; ‘random’ and ‘remember’.

everything’s in the remember file. and not because it’s confused, but because it’s important. means something.

i swear it’s 1996 again. it feels exactly the same. all of a sudden. i blame you, larcy. HAHAHAHAH.

as for you, sheena, i am now more than certain that we are samepersonlivingintwobodies. situational twins all the way to the beach.

work’s been hades. but it’s over. nearly. no, really. HADES. but it’s nearly over.

SOTD: let go – frou frou (sidenote-the Garden State soundtrack got me back into Zen mode after throwing my shoes a few times today).

drink up, baby down
mmm, are you in or are you out
leave your things behind
’cause it’s all going off without you
excuse me, too busy you’re writing your tragedy
these mishaps
you bubble wrap
when you’ve no idea what you’re like

so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it’s so amazing here
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

it gains the more it gives
and then it rises with the fall
so hand me that remote
can’t you see that all that stuff’s a sideshow

such boundless pleasure
we’ve no time for later now
you can’t await your own arrival
you’ve 20 seconds to comply

so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it’s so amazing here
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

be good. smooch.

on another note entirely

i’m reworking this place a little.

started on the lounge, now i look out onto street lights and big tall buildings while i plod away at my keyboard. (larcy, just for info, this makes it easier for me to spot when you do drivebys. hahahahah)

it’s a little cosier.

tomorrow, kitchen.
the next, my bedroom.

claiming ownership all the way. waha. letting go of a few things, i am. one of them is weirdly, someone i was not sure i could ever let go of. and now, just naturally, i am. i honestly never thought i was capable, but today i found, i am. i no longer think of you with fear, of losing or gaining. i guess because, i no longer think of you, and it’s strange, because you’ve not been replaced or erased. you’re just not there anymore.

sotd (just for larcy- giggle): wait and bleed – slipknot.

hello michael.

hello michael. little adopted brother type person.

Cath says:
fuck youre right.
Cath says:
im on it
Cath says:
tho
Cath says:
big time
Cath says:
like a fuckign msisin of note
Cath says:
sorry i meant mission
Cath says:
lol
Michael says:
thats cool, 11 days of house hunting …. i’ll bring the marshmallows
Cath says:
ehheeh
Michael says:
ha ha, we all have those so excitable we cant type properly moments
Cath says:
FWAHAHHAHA
Michael says:
always hit when you least expect
Cath says:
my life is one big one of those
Cath says:
wahhahh
Michael says:
ha ha ha
Michael says:
i’ve noticed
Cath says:
really? have you? when? HAHAHAH