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Today was not my day. I would rant and rave about my misfortune, but it's just too bad that my bad mood got ruined by a hot shower and a few rays of sun amongst undecided clouds (in otherwords, the people that get me smilling even when I'm at my worst). I'm glad I have people in my life that make me a little less pessimistic, people that have this way of making it seem like life isn't so bad. I mean, I'd probably be spending an unhealthy amount of time wallowing in misery without these ridiculous kids. I should complain less, because God has blessed me. But then again, I know that's not gonna happen. Complaining is a past-time for me these days. Hecka decka fo'reals yo. I don't know what that was. It just slipped out. Yes, slipped out of my fingers.
Aherm, on another note:
If I could, I would spend all my time on the floor of Chapters reading picture books, like Abe and I did on Saturday. I had to get dragged out of there, even though they don't bring the same type of excitement as they did when I was a youngin'. They still do bring me joy that I hope I'll never lose, but not the same type of wide-eyed wonder. I miss that. If only my imagination were as vivid as before. Worries and reality seem to limit my imagination. When it seems like life's throwing a load of crap at me, it gets harder and harder to whisk myself away in an imaginary boat to an imaginary land where I can frolick with some terrible-looking monsters. Seriously, I don't understand why I love this book so much. Those are some seriously UGLY wild things. Anyways, continuing on... There's not a lot of things in this world that can bring me a sense of "OMGI'MSOFREAKINGEXCITED" and a sense of rest at the same time. Simplicity does that to you sometimes. I mean, think about how complicated life is. Suddenly, a book that's 4 lines long seems so profound.
Anyways, take the time to read The Legend of Ninja, Cowboy & Bear. This is the sort of book I'm going to read to my children.