I forgot to mention in my earlier post that I got a parking ticket during yoga class. But tickets have never really bothered me. After all, I forgot to put money in the meter, so I pretty much deserve it.
Anyway, I’m still awake. Not sure why, really. I should have been tired long ago, but my mind’s really alert right now; hence another scatterthought. I feel like I might have something to say, but I just can’t figure out what it is. Either that or I’m becoming nocturnal. Or I’m living on Pacific time, so it’s only 10:30pm.
Who knows? Not me.
Actually, there is something I want to write about, but it’s not my place to write about it. It’s something that I stopped being involved with long ago, and when you cut the ties you have to let others do what they’re going to do. You never stop caring if it’s something you were heavily involved in, so you just hope that everything works out for the best. You’ll see, eventually, and you’ll either be glad that things worked, or kick yourself for not getting involved when you could have.
But it’s not your place. And if you don’t let it go, it’ll eat at you.
Bet you wish you knew what I was talking about, don’t you? Trust me, you probably don’t…and that’s the way it’s going to stay. Years from now, I’ll look back at this scatterthought and I might know exactly what I’m talking about, or it might drive me crazy because I can’t remember.
Oddly enough, I look forward to that day.
