Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Let it be real for belief and denial...

I'm on my third day of sick leave, rotten with bronchitis -.-

All this time and space in my little quiet home has left me with alot of thinking time, breathing time (when I'm not coughing my lungs into spasm that is)... I've been filling this little house with my music collection... yesterday was alot of This Will Destroy You (their track Quiet has just left me so inlove with their music all over again)... and today it's one of my all time favourite artists, Tracy Chapman.

This newer album of hers that I got myself... well. Good thing I have tissues next to my sickbed. Seriously.


My bed has become my workspace as I update listings for Wonder Struck Inc's on online stores. These listings are way overdue >.<
and I have the most gorgeous collection of puppymonsters that are coming in to check on me as my guardian lays jealously at the end of my bed.
I very much, to the bottom of my heart, feel like I could be a work-at-home-puppymonster-mom.
It may just be the ridiculously strong collection of medication, the coffee (that I'm apparently not supposed to be drinking), and the amazing music I am lucky enough to have discovered and fallen in love with, and nevermind the HUGE collection of marketing reading material next to me... but that is truly how I've been feeling lately.
Discarding the sensible, logical side of my brain about paying up my responsibilities... I don't think I'd make a stressless hippy, but oh how a part of me longs!

I will merely end this entry with the lyrics from one of my new favourite Tracy Chapman tracks, to kind of put into perspective my mental and emotional state with all this time to myself:


ALMOST - Tracy Chapman

Almost got what I want
Almost found what I lost
Almost saved you and myself
Almost won but it doesn't count
And never does
Never does

One green light
One more ring of the telephone
One more step
One more second
And I almost
Almost

Almost got what I want
Almost found what I lost
Almost saved you and myself
Almost won but it doesn't count
And never does
Never does

One hello
Just one kiss before the tears come
One yes
One chance
And I almost
Almost almost almost

Almost got what I want
Almost found what I lost
Almost saved you and myself
Almost won but it doesn't count
And never does
Never does

One day one year
5,000 weeks
A life of good works and good deeds
Let me be let me be closer
Or let me be
Let me be
Let me be

When I've almost got what I want
Almost found what I lost
Almost saved you and myself
Almost won but it doesn't count
And never does
Never does

One good guess
A question with an answer that I know
One idea
One grand notion
And I almost
Almost almost almost

Almost got what I want
Almost found what I lost
Almost saved you and myself
Almost won but it doesn't count
And never does
Never does
Never does
Never does





Thursday, July 4, 2013

Instagramming for dummies.

I do feel that I need to point out how addicted I've becoming to Instagram recently. Blogging my life in pictures and never having to *BE* in any of them... how perfect is that?







Yes... I find this amateur photo taking business rather appeals to me...
If you're on Instagram and think my photo overload is worth looking at, follow me: Zoocatty

There's just been too much happening... both in life and in my head over June for me to even start sorting through. And to put it all into words? right now? yeah... not going to happen.
At least not soon.

Pretty much how I've been feeling ...

I am sure though about how much I've come to appreciate good friends, good family and yes, a good life.
Between philanthropy, people noting happenings in my life, noting happenings in the lives of others... all of which may be dismissed as trivial to the horribleness of this world and 99% of the humans that exist in it with the same view... I do see the silver lining around these clouds.
Pardon the cliche, but I'm not one for words today.

I know, more than ever, that no one will beable to get me where I want to go, other than me.
And I am ready to fight, bloodied fists and all.