Day 2

I wasn't sure I was going to have time to write in here today. I'm still not sure what's going to show up on this page. Who knows how much time I'll have before the "children of the corn" come to destroy my peace and quiet (I use that term figuratively since a version of a Wrestlemania wrestling game is playing rather loudly in the background).

I'm sitting here stewing in my own juices (and I do mean that literally). It's freaking hot! It seems like I spend most of my time hot and waiting for the weather to get cooler...or...cold and waiting for the weather to get warmer. It's not a characteristic I particularly like about myself. I'll be the first one to tell you not to wish your life away. I watched "click". It resonated. Still, I can't help but wish for more comfortable surroundings. I realize I'm very fortunate to live in this day and age where I have A/C (even though it struggles to just keep the temperature tolerable in here) and fans and refrigerators and cold running water. I've never had to do without these comforts, except when self-inflicted. I realize how lucky I am. Still, I am hot (and I'm not talking sexually...this time).

Took the kids to McD's this evening. I love how my children think McD's is an awesome eatery. Their faces light up and they get all excited. It's nice to know there are still some inexpensive things that satisfy them. The dollar menu excites me. I'm always looking for a cheaper dinner deal. Luckily everyone seems to have a dollar menu these days. Everyone is trying to compete. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that hooker's now have a dollar menu. "Excuse me honey, what can I get for a dollar?"

Have I mentioned that it's hot? Just checking.

Doesn't look like I'm going to get any writing done this evening (I know, what do I call this?). I am too tired and uncomfortable to even try. Ok, ok, I'm lazy too. I admit it. So, unless something miraculous happens to invigorate me and stimulate my brain, this is pretty much going to be it for me this evening. I do have something new I would like to start writing about though. No, I'm not going to ditch the kids' story. This is something entirely for me.

For those very few of you who really know me, you know of my obsession with death. I realize that someday I will die. I know this. We all know this. We tend not to think about it though. It's something that is going to happen to us eventually, when we get old and we will just drift off one night in our sleep. That's what most people think. It keeps them from dwelling on the unpleasantness of death. I have accepted that I will never know, for sure, what's going to happen to me after I die. I have theories, of course. Everyone does. That is not what concerns me of late though. It's the method of my demise that seems to be plaguing me. I plan on writing about it. Yeah, I know Sherlock, I just did, but I want to go further, delve into my fears, explore all the ways death might come for me, and share them. Misery loves company, right? Not that I'm miserable. Not that I'm unreasonably afraid of death. Pain, yes. But then, who does like pain (excluding the masochistic freaks out there, and I'm sure even they have their limits)?

Anyhow, I think I've given you enough of a teaser to that dark territory on the horizon. I'll let you know when it gets finished.

My time is up now. I must go. I'm still hot.

Ciao!