Prudence and Madness

Got a lot of thoughts running around my head…I hear buzzing all day long and yet, here I am, writing naught. Feeling a bit disorganized lately. Can’t keep up with my review schedule. Just wanted to listen to Dream Theater, Sarah Mclachlan, Kitchie Nadal, and MYMP every minute today (and probably until tomorrow).

Wait, just have to pull out a thought here…a silvery one. Dropping it on the Pensive…

Others will call this laziness. But, really, this is deep thinking. I believe Garfield would have said that.

Sometimes it’s just great to do nothing. Just to relax, and think of random thoughts. Laugh all by myself like a lunatic. Sing my favorite songs with no thought if I’m hitting the right notes. And dream. Dream. Dream. Dream.

There is no stopping Time. Hell, it will not stop for anyone. (Well, perhaps only for God, wherever he may be…whether He is Time Himself or all together a different being…or whether He is bigger than Time…).

How I wish Time would stop for a little while…or slow down a bit (but then maybe it would mean Constantine made a house call in Hell again. Tut, tut.). Just enough for the moment to fantasize about the delicious things I want to do: be in a skimpy bathing suit working as a PR person in a funky beach resort, driving fast in a convertible during sunset , play a hauntingly sad piano in a lonely mansion, sleep the entire day away and be up all night bar hopping…(C’mon, where’s my O2? Damn, smoker or not, everybody can develop lung cancer. So, fuck off give me my O2…)

Aaaaahhhh…not all the best things in life are free. But at least I get to dream.