Kind of like the Clink Black song. Do you ever get the though that you've just been killing time? I've been pondering that thought a bit over the last year or so, especially when I realized that I was moving. Not that I haven't had a lot of fun down here with Big R and Lil N, but now that I'm about to leave, I have been thinking whether or not I've accomplished anything while I've been in H-town.
I threw this question around with my sister last night, as she is going through a tough situation right now (the big D, and I don't mean Dallas). I guess everyone starts to think about things like this before a big change. It's not that I think I'm making a wrong choice, but I think it's the "stay where you are, and avoid change" that's doing the talking now.
I took a stroll down memory lane last night. I went out to dinner with my ex's sister. Stop. I know what you're thinking. It was completely G-rated. We had a nice time, and talked for almost 2 hours, getting caught up, and asking/answering questions about things. Maybe this is what got me thinking about killing time. Who knows. Maybe it's the severe fog outside, or inside?
Change, it's a doosey.
Keep on keepin' on.
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