when all you do is talk of hearts, that's just one fifth of lucky charms

in the memoirs this chapter would be called "if they only knew..."
another beautiful weekend filled with music, writing, fighting, art projects, climbing, sunshine, rain, applesauce.
i wonder how long before things feel routine but i'm not confident they will.
seems to me, that the point of it all is to find that balance.
there's a lot of thigns that are momentarily amazing and lastingly unhealthy. and vice versa. seems like the trick to things is to try everything once until you find that the right combination of things satisfy you without exhausting you. and vice versa.
i'm being cocky. i should quite while i'm ahead.
but it's not all coming from one place, so maybe it's okay. or maybe it never comes form one place, but one place has more weight than the rest. and vice versa. haha.
.... time lapse.....
yup. shouldn't have been cocky. major work fuck up to ruin my good mood. being smart enough to be mad at yourself for being dumb is like the most annoying level of intelligence.
crazy that i'm less worried about the heat i'm gonna take and more upset that i impacted our bottom line. that's a new one. so i guess the silver lining is that i like my job...
alright, vocal coach awaits. maybs singing will halp...