Real

Moments like this remind me that I am real.
There are days that float by, or maybe I float through them.
Never touching.
Never being touched.
Just drifting through with no highs or lows, snags or glitches.
Those are the days that I look in the mirror and there is that strange fog in front of my reflection that leaves me wondering just who it is I'm looking at.

Not today though.
I'm all here.
And I should feel better now.
I mean I've run through my emergency preparedness list for the past hour and even if I was half asleep and none of it made sense at least it's done right?
And it's no big deal.
I simply have a great way of freaking myself out over some things-though mostly it's just on the inside, and really, that way if anything ever does happen then I already have a plan.
Plans are good.
Plans keep you sane.
Now worrying is another issue.
Worrying can make you crazy.
Worrying is like rocking I always heard.
A whole lot of work that gets you no where.
So I don't worry.
I think and I plan.
Not worry.

*snort* If you believe that, there's a bridge with my name on it that I'd be happy to part with for a very reasonable price.

After all, it's just a little day trip to Atlanta.
What could go wrong?

Don't answer that.

Well what do you know?
It is just another Fuckin Friday after all Ya'll!