~*Delicate*~

I was reading an old e-mail I had sent to a friend a few years ago, and I found some pretty funny questions in there. I laughed out loud when I read it and decided I should post them up on here.

1) Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are
flat?
2) If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
3) If someone with a split personality threatens to commit suicide, is it a hostage situation??

Those are great questions don't you think??? I must have gotten them from somewhere because I can't be THAT creative. These are questions people have probably thought about forever. But really? Why do we push on remotes even though we know they are not going to do the things we want them to do any faster! People are silly like that. And I just LOOVE the thing about committing suicide with multiple personalities. Okay, that sounds bad. I don't LOVE SUICIDES. I love the second part of that statement. Haha. Oh man. I really think about my words huh?

For some reason I can't seem to focus on writing this blog. I keep switching back to do a million other things. ADD much? Maybe it's because I'm antsy right now. I'm antsy for things that happened, and for things that didn't. I'm antsy for the completion of my book and antsy for school to be done forever. I think I need to work on my patience skill.

Earlier this week I jumped on the trampoline for exercise. I know right? I had gone running the previous day and decided that some yoga would do the trick. But I couldn't find the yoga tape ANYWHERE so I glanced out the back door at the trampoline. It sat there, whispering "jump on me" and I just simply couldn't resist. It's black surface ached of warmth and it's cold metal legs created stability. The bright blue sky beckoned me to jump in it and join those happy puffy clouds and the birds chirped a song to me. Ah... it was exhilarating. I jumped as high as I could and tried to fall back down as slow as possible. I looked at the church a few blocks down and smiled. Not only did I feel like a kid, but I smiled like one too. It was huge. If I had missing teeth, i would have portrayed an 8 year old to a T. Everyone should jump on a trampoline.

Now why did I title this blog "delicate"? Well one it's my top song right now. I think it has so much truth to life. Or maybe that's just what I feel like. who knows. It's hard also to explain everything because a lot of people read blogs and there's always that chance that I'll say something that I didn't mean to say. I guess that's the upside of having 1) a blog that nobody knows about besides complete and utter strangers or 2) a diary/journal. Blogging is probably not meant to write down every feeling you have. Oops. I do it for the most part anyway. And if I omit names or anything people always figure everything out anyway. I guess I just feel like my life is delicate right now. I've put myself in a position where everything is completely fine, but any tilt in a different direction could be very wounding. And I feel like that it makes me contemplative. But for now, I ignore the delicateness of the situation and I continue to smile at my life.

It's supposed to rain on Friday: JUMP IN PUDDLES