Rest @ MindSay

Tomorrow morning.

I don't have class.

I don't have work.

I don't have church.

I don't have kids.

I don't have camp.

I don't have any pending deadlines.

I am going to sleep...and it will be wonderful.

Then I will wake up, eat something, and work out.

And then I will go back to bed. And sleep. And it will be wonderful.

• Rest
• Sleep eight relaxing hours
• Wake up in the morning with the sun shining on my face
• Take a long bike ride
• Go to the beach
• Dive into the ocean
• Cook and lunch vegetarian food
• Sleep on the grass, under a tree
• Go nightclubbing in Mega Park in Mallorca
• Dance to LOUD 90s dance hits
• Drink lots of fresh sangria until everyone looks marvelous
• Party like it’s the end of the world

..and do it again.. and again.. ad nauseam.. (or ad hangoveram..)

Wouldn't it get boring as hell if everyday was perfect peace and you lived forever? It sounds good for a moment but think about it....everyday sunshine and lolipops, not trials, no tribulations, no strife.

How would we know that things were good if they were never bad?

I hate to be sick but I always appreicate my health so much more after I'm sick. And when I'm broke , I always appreciate prosperity so much when I come out of the hole. And isn't a good nights sleep so wonderful after a few days of little sleep?

It would be nice if the were no wars, no catastrophic diseases, mo muders, rapes or molestions. But I like a good (not ugly) argument now and then, and a few days in bed with a cold means rest, relax and mend.

If you lived for ever how long would it be before life became mundane and empty?

I mean, is life not about balancing the good with the bad?

Kind of a werid thought I know, but I'm tired...didn't get much sleep last night. So, I think I'll go take a nap. Now, won't that be lovely?

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Do you sense any of a George Bush "Mission Accomplished" attitude here?

I feel like every post I step up to the podium and talk tough about how "this is the time" and "now it's gonna happen," but in actuality I focus on my job and then lay around with my wife, watching television.  That Writer's Market she gave me sits uncracked, because none of my novels are passed draft one.  I haven't even taken the time to go back and try to "perfect" them -- I just keep writing new ones, and as I do that, my old ones become less and less relevant.  And none of them become worthy of sending to agents.

And then I randomly pop on this blog, spout off what would be cheesy clichés in a sports movie, and the whole process repeats.

I've been becoming more of a slacker.  I've written, what, four books since beginning this blog, in addition to getting married, getting promoted, getting promoted again, and buying a new house. I used to have Herculean Nicholas Sparks energy. I'd feel like I was wasting precious time if I just sat around doing nothing, so while my wife lounged I'd break out the laptop and start writing.

But she's ruined me, I tells ya, ruined me.  Now, I want nothing more than to spend an entire Sunday sprawled out with her, doing absolutely nothing.  Never would I have enjoyed that.  To the contrary, I would have gone totally mad raving crazy eyed bonkers.

But now I look forward to it. And my writing career has suffered.

But as I prepare to hop on a train to travel into Hoboken, NJ, to a building overlooking the water, with the New York skyline beyond, I'm thinking to myself, is that really so bad?  I had a good run, and I'm sure I'll get back into it eventually -- there's still all those ideas kicking around, and all my old works that need to be upgraded -- but for now, can't I just enjoy spending time with my wife, doing absolutely nothing?

For now… 

Thank god! I was so out of it yesterday. I felt a little depressed too. I feel way better today. I got that almost the perfect amount of sleep. I at the point  where your awake but still tired enough to day dream. I've spent half my day dreaming about stuff. Mainly padre. Planning stuff.... I have five weeks to wait till his visit. Tic Tock............... Tic Tock....................Lame. My WoW account finally expired last night. I was so into the TV show I was watching last night I completely forgot to log on and stock up the guild bank for my sweetie. Damn. Oh well. Lets see how long I can go. (Don't worry W.o.W. I'll be back). Stupid online video game! So damn addictive....uggg! Maybe I'll play a little PS 2 this week to offset the total imbalance of my time. Or maybe I'll get into one of those cleaning frencies. Well back to work. Gotta get back to staring into space and thinkin about situations and reactions that involve Padre. ;)