The Unworthy Saint

Had you’ve asked me “Do you sleep well?” any time in the last three to four years I would’ve said “Absolutely” (with a night or two exception in some cases). If you would’ve asked “Do you remember your dreams?” I would’ve answered negatively (again, with a few exceptions). Unfortunately, I can’t answer either of those questions with the same responses as of a week ago. I can’t say I’m extremely alarmed, more mildly puzzled.

I’ve been waking up early lately and I’ve had some weird dreams. I usually remember the dreams when I come to be fully awake but I forget them as the day goes on. I haven’t been eating right before bed, oversleeping or undersleeping, and I don’t remember changing any major habits besides getting up a little bit earlier during the week. I haven’t been exercising as much as I’d like but that’s been the same for a few months. So I don’t know the cause. Perhaps stress? I think I’ll try more exercise and see if that will help. Who knows.

I don’t know why women are so obsessed with looking good and being thin. I mean, looking good and being thin only guarantees you’ll find a good husband with a good job who can buy you a good ring and a good house where you both can raise 2.4 good children and live a good life happily ever after. I don’t understand the appeal…But maybe I’m missing something.

People are always trying to make things work – force it? I believe in trying very hard if you’re married…but if you’re not then why? I know people who’ve dated months and fought tooth and nail to hold onto the relationship. I just wonder if it’s not working well at that level, should you maybe try to find someone else that you’re a little more compatable with? Wouldn’t that make things a little smoother in the end? Not that I’m the expert on relationships but doesn’t that seem logical?

I feel good these days… I just don’t have many words for this site. Ebb and flow – I’m sure things will pick up again with time. I hope everyone is well.

The WaterCloset Cafe. What do you think? It’s my idea for a little home town restarant.

Even the blackest blacks are made grey or white by the smallest beam of Heaven’s light.

There’s just something inspiring about thinking the world is watching.

Don’t be something you’re not, but expand on who you are.

It is the social responsibility of an artist to convey, through a creative medium, the thoughts and feelings the general populace has but can’t communicate.

You can’t put life on hold. Really. You won’t be known by your thoughts, only your words, actions, expressions, creations.