Lists are good for regaining direction. Lists of things to do, things to buy, people to keep. There are a thousand acquaintances in the world, good for networking, fun for a beer, nice to say hi to. But the ones to keep around for the next 20 years, the ones who you could call anytime of the day for whatever reason and they can do the same to you, they are the ones that made the list. we live once. we can't be "going through the motions" of friendship and i found that there were more people on that list than i expected. thats nice, don't you think? It's lucky. Its not that i'm disregarding those amazing little faces that pop up out of nowhere every now and then but these people, the ones that make my life what it is, are the ones i really love.
February is the month of clearing clutter, culling and calling. It should be detox months as well but I smashed that idea up into pieces over the last 2 days.
On another topic, i can't find my effing sunglasses. shits me right up the wall. they were on my noggin yesterday - how far can legless inanimate objects get to on their pat malone? pricks.
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