This Road of Mine

I really feel like writing again. I really feel like writing blog posts that reflect me and my point of view. So I'm here. Ready and willing. Awesome Mac keyboard right here ready to tap it out (apple has THE best keyboards). One problem: I really have zero ideas right now. None. I don't know what to say. You can help me, you three people of this page! Help me! Give me a topic. Nothing political (only because I've nothing to say). Religious if you dare, go ahead, I dare ya. Ask a rhetorical-like question. Awaken my foggy, cob-webby brain won't ya. Please don't make me write another blog post about the glorious wonders of coffee, because I will, but there's gotta be more to life than coffee,,yes?.   Hurry. Do it now. Please and thank you....

Crap. I just got ANOTHER reminder today that after all of this time of knowing better, that I am still doing this silly crap. I have this habit/problem of putting people I look up to on pedestals. It always bites me in the hardheaded butt. Always!  I just forget and forget and forget that every human being on this planet is just a human with their own stupid stuff. Just like me. I forget that I am magnificent also, just the way I am, stupid stuff and all. But I don't want to be on anyone's pedestal. Ever. Cause I fall sometimes.  I stumble a lot, but I REALLY FALL sometimes.  I am not known for the little mistakes. I tend to make BLUNDERS! Big Fat OOPSIES!!!! Don't judge me though. I do tons right. My intentions (except for that thing I did last week), are usually good.  I wanna be there for you. I wanna listen to you without thinking of me. I wanna be on time and on point and on the money all the time. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don't. But please no more...