homonyms abound.

Today.
A breakthough.
Not sure how I never let it penetrate the inner walls of myself but it worked. Somehow between the sorting and shifting of ideas, stuff, memories, things.....I got it.
It wasn't a whack in the head or a deep breath of air.
It was more a "release" and I was finally okay with it.

So it's happening. It's "in process"....the music is blaring and I'm all in.

I'm feeling very nervously excited about it. The other side should be very interesting.

the biggest part of moving on......is letting go.... 

I didn't come up with it. 

Someone else knew exactly where I was going.

Dude.

Long haul to Sleep.

On Monday, I couldn't even see Friday. On Wednesday, I completely forgot about Thursday's late night event that I offered my time to man the front sign in table. By Friday morning, I didn't believe I had enough energy to make it through to 1145am, let alone 3 pm.

As my digits on the watch kept moving, my brain was in full communication with its appendages to direct themselves towards home, I was still sitting writing personalized notes to the eyes of people who I hope would appreciate them.

The time ticked on more and I forgot that I had been invited for dinner (of which I had already turned down / or slept through two times before...and could not conceivably do again). I walked into my apartment sat for about 25 minutes doing nothing as my body was powering down. Since I'm new to my area I have absolutely no concept of traffic times and how far places are from me. I get up and back into the car I go. A few hours later I'm back at home and I barely remember how I got from my door to my bed. In a matter of blinks I was already in a deep and non-REMing sleep and felt the exhaustion starting to leave my bones. LOL. That's a phrase an old-timer would say. Maybe that's whom I had heard it from.....

Now it's later and I'm still feeling run-down. Isn't there a vacation in sight? Shouldn't there be a time where I can unwind and sit down and let the cares of the world pass over me?

No wait, I forgot. It's begun. Holidays. I love them!! I just wish it didn't take so much out of you!! LOL

Time to go back to sleep....just to recharge.

When is TOO much too much?

Just today I experienced first hand the cliche "Whoa! What IS that smell!?"

I was toting around my shopping cart at a nearby grocery store, minding my own business, just rounding the corner of the dairy section when as I place a yogurt in the cart I hit the extended arms of the enveloping cloud of perfume! I had no chance. No idea where it was coming from to even change course or go in for a final lengthy breath. If there was a hidden camera you would have seen something like feverishly blinking eyes and a stunned puckering face (think: having a sour drink).

As I regain my balance, I happen to look up and see the two figures within my range of personal shopping space (you all know EXACTLY what I mean by this) and it turns out to be a conversation of two female workers. These two workers have met in the middle of the bread and dairy section and proceed to have a full on, lengthy conversation.

Fight or flight?
What do you think I did? Just like any cartoon character in a revolving door, or a precocious youngster who doesn't like the taste of lima beans....I made a face and reversed (backed up) my cart and got the heck outta there. Moments later, after successfully achieving new oxygen into the bloodstream, I had to think about the eternal question - did either of them know? Was it just one of them or both?

This began to make me think about men's cologne and older women. Younger girls experimenting with mom's stash and men primping to hit a bar with friends. Many suffer from this misappropriation of scent (sense?).

Hopefully, I'd like to think that there are those that would seek help and finding a cure to this otherwise alienating deficiency. This article I found from Glamour Envy should answer most questions and help those in the most need! They describe "Old Lady Perfume" as their reality check and I feel that there are many more out there who have felt these effects as well. Take a glance and see what other ideas they have to say about how you can prevent yourself from being the aforementioned guilty parties.

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