Mushaboom

My head is buried somewhere far up my ass.
Feeling so finally in tune, instead, self inflicted stupidity.

I feel happy.
I feel sad.

The grass was a cushion beneath our heavy heads,
The dogs were tangled in their leashes and legs,
The cars were casually whizzing past the speed limit,
The conversation was amiably honest and short and sweet,
We were out of place, but we were harmonious there.

The chairs were sticky beneath our summer thighs,
The company was crowded into booths and bar stools,
The margaritas went unnoticably too strong down the many throats,
The chatting was uncomfortably nostalgic and funny and empty,
We should have been happy, but we wouldn't let ourselves.

:0)
:(

Vibrancy

The weather is vibrant today!

I took time to skim through and read parts of my blog posts and I realized I'm a huge prick.
All I do is whine about everything and I always leave out the wonderful things in my life.
And that's ridiculous because I'm fortunate in so many ways.

Something good will always come our way, and instead of sifting through to find things to whine about, I'm sifting for the wonderful.