Transparent & Glasslike

I’m here again: fingers resting lightly on home row with nothing to type, feeling as if the bright glow of the LCD screen on my Macbook is laughing at me, sort of like how my friends laugh at me when I didn’t hear something they said, or when I can’t talk well late at night.

I’m feeling a disconnect between other bloggers and myself, which is probably why I haven’t felt the intense urge to blog as much as I have the past year. Along with the disconnect there is certainly a large amount of disinterest behind writing about my life everyday when I’m out actually having one.

A lot of people who have read my blog have expressed some concern, but things are going well. Any day that I haven’t posted I think is a good day, like Sunday.

On Sunday I made some breakfast with Roz, and went to church. I was happy and content, and then I saw a really adorable guy in my ward. He is cute, but not really my type. Anywho, when I feel like my life is falling apart the “pounce-tackle-hump throw down,” is pretty intense, but out of the feeling good blue sky I suddenly want to father the children of this guy I’m sitting next to in priesthood.

Anyway, instead of doing that I just read from his priesthood manual, I think I want to be his friend. I’m going to work on that.

Anyway, I guess what I’m saying is that life is okay, I’m generally happy. And if I’m not, I know it will pass eventually.