Hmmmmm.....

515am on a Tuesday morning and I haven't gone to sleep yet....

What started out to be a somber depressing Monday ended up being a fullfilling night of beautiful faces and the meeting of new people...of course there was a bad habit of losing drivers licenses and phones...but for the first time in my life, it was not my loss.

I was picked up and tossed toward Caves...yes, I know I said that I would ban myself from that bar, and I had but we had no other choice but to crash the red headed bar full force...we arrived and I sat there sipping my devil juice and watching the people around me in amazement over the fact that I had no clue who any of the people were...give or take a few that I remembered from a very checkered dark past.

Low and behold...a sweet looking boy walks in wearing a white shirt and dark rimmed glasses...he had my eye as soon as he walked in...two devil juices easily down my throat and I get up to talk to his friends GF....and next I know we are chatting away as if we were old girlfriends from grammar school...the night barely ended 15 minutes ago and now I am just ready to find sleep...the boy in the white shirt...boys in general seem to be very disappointing lately but that is okay...who needs them.

For the first time in my history of dwelling amongst the cave was a shot bought for me in return for my genorosity...I almost fell off my bar stool in shock...alas...my faith in human kindness was almost restored.

I wrote a poem in my head tonight...and I wish that I had pen and paper at the time that it was there b/c it has been so long since I have had the inspiration to write...but it left as fast as it entered...which isn't surprising b/c it is the way words fall into my life.

I'm not tired as I should be...I am but it's not the kind of tired that I want. I was around good company tonight...good laughter...good spirits...something that I have not experienced around strangers in years...but I know not to count my chickens before they hatch or to hold on to things that are merely within arms reach...you have moments for a reason...some are meant to repeat and some are meant to remember...I don't care to decipher which anymore...all I care is that I had a good time. To me, that is all that matters.