fireworks as sprinkles

Is everyone’s journey really supposed to be unique? Is there truly such a thing as a unique experience in our overly-manufactured world?

We have all experienced moments in which we believed to be the only living beings with that story to tell. In fact, there are millions of us walking around, thinking we are special; just as you think you are special and I think that I am. Can we all be special??! Wouldn't that mean that none of us are special, since being "special" is now the norm??

I scare the sleep from my eyes as our world drifts around us in clouds of thoughts and memories. I untangle tomorrow's yesterday as I fight to keep it all away...yet all I do is bring it back to cradle me. Now, isn't that special?
 

When will the world stop turning so we may stand still and keep our mind in motion while our body is at rest? Did that happen while I was sleeping again?!

Do you believe that "being unique" is the opposite of uniqueness? I am not sure I know what I believe anymore, but all I know is that life is a game...

Life hands us all the same set of playing cards, arranged differently by each of us, at random. Sometimes, you win early on in the game...and sometimes, you don’t.

Now if I could only figure out the rules of the game...

toss a coin

i had two visits to the emergency room during the last month; the first, gave me seven days of antibiotics and the second, 10 days.

it has been very hard to gain my strength as we had a family wedding (hosted at my house), as well as various other things...

yesterday was my first day out in almost three full weeks---literally.

the sound of the rain was my comfort. it was an all-day outing to bahrain from early morning until nighttime. i came back to saudi totally exhausted, but it was worth it.

i am very proud to report that i read eight books and wrote a lot while ill. i feel slightly weak still but i will remain focused on my mission to read and write more...even while healthy.

fri the 13th/vday

"fight like cats and make up like bunnies."

f-elp

i wish i were brave enough to be a coward.

sad old year

does anyone else eat 12 grapes for new years?!

it seems this is a fruit conspiracy latina moms made up to make the kids/big kids eat something healthy. each grape is supposed to represent one of the months of the upcoming year.

so if the first one you pop is sour, it means you'd have a sour january...and so on.

i hope i don't get another sour bunch like last year...

happy nothing. i'm going to bed. maybe i'll spend the passing of the years in a dream...

...after i eat the grapes, of course.

wait, it's not even 5:00 p.m. yet.

"keep your hands dirty, it will keep your mind clean."

this has been the worst vacation.

i've become obsessed with www.answerbag.com (which is an amazing site, check it out if you haven't!!!!) just to pass the time. i won't go into details...but my vacation-situation was sh*t.

how much longer until 2009???

do you think i'll stick to my resolution this year and have a better year than the one that is passing currently?

oh, great. just what i need...a happy sappy slappy song on the radio.

excuse me while i go throw pebbles at my own window.

mature moment

you know something?

life is about taking turns.

when the world is fair to one person, everyone else has to wait.

as the earth spins and wobbles, lopsidedly, within its orbit, the spotlight shines on that lucky winner of the hour. eventually, it will be your turn to be the chosen one, and you will get your centered moment, when peace fills your lungs and your thoughts, and things go smoothly for you. reality is, the world is a vast place, full of tons of people, so when your turn comes, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT AND SAVOR EACH AND EVERY MOMENT. you are not guaranteed many of those within your lifetime, at least not so close together.

right now, someone else is having their "moment," so i guess i'll have to wait.

today was terrible. i hope to not have another turbulent tomorrow.