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Today I went hiking and this is what happened:

-I thought about rabid bunnies
-I got hit on by a 90 year old man who kept asking if I had a boyfriend and he came up to my car and when I got done with my hike he was still there and it freaked me out
-I think I saw a wild rabid bunny jumping around but I can't be sure
-I thought about using ~to start off each point but didn't because ~ reminds me too much of the fifth grade or something when it was cute to use. BUT! If you use it don't make me make you feel badly! I'm wrong sometimes. So more power to you. Love yourself!
-I thought about how hard gravity pulls, and how weird that is
-I kinda rolled my ankle
-I felt rejuvenated! Yay!

There weren't a lot of people out (outside I mean, I'm not talking about being out of the closet. Although the Pride parade is this weekend YOU SHOULD GO) but it was super nice; sunny, yet breezy and cool.

I also wrote a poem. Its not finished, and it's not my best, and truth be told I haven't written a poem for at least six months, and I had to edit that one a ton because I'm a terrible writer, but I will show you my poem anyway. If you want to read it! Because I trust you. I do.
It's easier to show the internet poetry anyway. If you think it's trash, you don't have to read the whole thing. You can close the page and move on with your life. Showing real friends poetry or anything else creative is hard because they are expected to respond somehow, and showr the creator with compliments or something. I don't need those! Maybe I do, but I won't admit to it here heavens no. So we don't have to deal with any of that here. You're the best friends ever!
This is a super rough draft remember that, and you probably wouldn't call it poetry anyway.
Also, it's just an excerpt. Definitely only a small part of what I would want it to be.

And I am shocked as the earth pulls me down to her
She gently tugs (but her strength is as a rip tide)
She wants me for herself.
Does not understand that even thought she pulls and allows me to feel the warm dirt and grass supporting my back that I will not stay there.
It is not enough.
And it is not yet time.
It is not my time to pass my wealth of life into something else.
"Feed the ground with me", she says. "Produce life!"
But I am not ready to give up,
to support another.
I am not yet at the point of recycling
Even if it goes against nature
I'm going to live, I will live!

Thanks e'erbody! Have a good night!

Whoooo caaaares

Today I ate some egg. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? That depends if there was disease involved, like salmonella. Then honestly we still wouldn't know, but that must be the case because to this day we still can't eat raw eggs. I've always wanted a pet chicken. I am so jealous of all my cool friends who are super hip and have their own chickens. It's like a statement of intellectualism these days, to have a chicken. I'm getting one.
This reminds me of one of my favorite foods, corn nuggets. If you have never had a corn nugget PLEASE fly/drive/walk/crawl/hitchhike down to a Sonny's BBQ and order some danged corn nuggets. You will not ever in your life regret it. I don't know why I put hitchhike as being last AKA symbolically the lowest form of transportation, because that is farthest from the truth. It takes some guts to do that, man. It also takes some guts to hop freight trains, and I tell you what, I have wanted to hop one since I was about 5 years old. Watching empty, open, train cars passing by on a lazy hazy afternoon with no where to be and nothing to do as a five year old and now as a twenty-eight-year-old makes stopping the car, running across the tracks and jumping in the train hard not to do. I know, there is a $100 fine if I'm caught and I would be charged with a misdemeanor but please please please let me get what I want! All I want is to jump a freight train. WHY is that sooo illegal? Shouldn't be. I know I risk getting a limb chopped off but think of the great stories for my grandchildren? Surely you would not want to deny me the future family bonding time. Considering I ever have a family and etc etc etc. And if I want to chop off a leg so be it! It's my right as an American! Zing!
People! Send me a message if you want to hop a train with me!
I hope we can hop onto the train of hope.
But not with salmonella.

myousik

One of my favorite composers is Yann Tiersen, and this is a beautiful piano song from him:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etLa1xipu0g

Being sad is sad. But it's also really awesome. I would describe myself as having a perspective that's perhaps lower than the average person. Or maybe that's just how we all are, I don't know because I've never been outside of my own experience. My point is this song is sad but it's really beautiful. I love listening to it and just feeling. I had my ACT/mindfulness class today and we discussed our relationship with our thoughts and how getting over depressed feelings is not about trying to control them. Its about being open to them. Being aware of how we feel, and just noticing. Like you would notice a cloud pass through the sky. Instead of trying to shut off and become numb, experience. Of course there's a lot more to it than that, but I believe in the strength that is allowing myself to feel.

hup. hup. hup.

I am fascinated with people who know how to write. I thoroughly enjoy reading a good blog with wonderful verbage. Verbage isn't a word but you know what I mean. But it does make me think of lettuce and salads and I loooove those. So nevermind that. I have decided to start blogging because I have a lot of things bunched up in the wrinkles of my brain and they won't come out. So I'll force them out! I suppose I could journal, but I'm too lazy with the pen :/ and this is faster anyhow and still anonymous because I won't be promoting it anywhere.
I'm pretty excited about this. I'm excited to get my expression out in word form because I haven't in any other form much lately, and I desperately need to.
SO! Dearest internet, heretofore hence forth foward march on getting those wrinkles all straightened out in my brain, I would greatly appreciate it.