IHOP

There's something about being at IHOP after 12am that makes for deep conversations.

We talked about our childhood. We talked about why we are the way that we are. We talked about our dreams. We talked about our fears. We talked about our beliefs. We told funny stories. And we laughed. We talked about our mannerisms. We talked about our future. We talked about our interests. We talked about our parents. And our grandparents. We talked about our siblings. We talked about music. We talked about places we want to go.

We talked about life.

         

        And we ate pancakes.

I guess that's all we really need: Deep conversations and all you can eat pancakes.

This Made My Heart Melt

This is a note my little sister gave to me last year. I told her that whenever she touched me with her feet she had to pay me a dollar. I just wanted her to stop touching me with her feet; I never expected her to actually pay me.

Careful

Being a careful person I don’t experience too many injuries or awkward moments.

I never slide my shoes across the ice when I walk into school like some people do on winter days. 

I drive the speed limit and I always wear my seatbelt. 

I think about what I say before I say it, many times not saying it at all. 

I don’t enjoy jumping on the trampoline because I’ve heard too many agonizing stories about people getting hurt on them. 

I do these things because I’m afraid of getting hurt, of making a fool of myself, of failing. 

Some might say I’m overly cautious and they may have a point. 

Love is...

I'm trying to think of something profound to say,

                                   but the truth is I HAVE NO IDEA.

I've never come close to being in love. But I imagine it would feel like you could be yourself around that person. Tell them the fragile things that you hide deep inside, close to your heart. And they would share theirs too. And you would both protect each others fragile things.

I imagine that the person you love would help you reach your dreams and inspire you to be a better person. And you would do the same for them. But they would also be lazy with you so you'd watch a whole season of netflix in a day together.

I imagine that when you love someone, you spend the majority of your time together laughing. Laughing at things that aren't even that funny, but they seem like the funniest things ever because you're together and you can't help but let your smiles burst into laughs.

I don't know if I'll ever find this kind of love. The kind you can be yourselves. The kind you can help each other reach dreams and also have lazy days. The kind you will laugh so hard your stomach hurts on a daily basis. 

Who knows. Like I said, I HAVE NO IDEA. Maybe that kind of love doesn't even exist. 

But I sure hope it does.

                     

                           

Thoughts

It amazes me how long two nine year olds can be entertained by a big red exercise ball. My little sister and her friend are playing with one right now and being very loud.

It's hard to be nice to solicitors on the phone. I tried to do it today when someone called about selling magazines. I listened to everything he had to say and then he asked me how I wanted to pay for these magazines and I said I actually didn't want to buy any. 

In hindsight it probably would have been nicer if I had just told him from the start that I didn't want to buy anything and not wasted ten minutes of both of our lives.

I love the fire. And drinking tea by the fire. 

I watched the first, second, and third Harry Potter movies today with my little sister. Yes, I did have other things I probably should have been doing, but at the time Harry Potter seemed more important. And I don't regret that decision. 

I don't want to go to school tomorrow.

I Miss

I miss running around with my little friends while my brother and his little friends chased us with ladybugs.

I miss being fascinated with everyone and everything.

I miss never having to do anything that required responsibility. 

I miss making and playing with that goopy, squishy stuff that I forgot the name of.

I miss riding my bike around my neighborhood over and over again and never getting tired of it.

I miss the show, the land before time and how I thought a T- rex was actually called a sharp tooth.

I miss making forts.

I miss playing that game where the ground was lava.

I miss the way I trusted easily.

I miss drawing pictures with crayons.

“To live  is the rarest thing in the world.
 Most people exist, that is all.”

- Oscar Wilde 

Humans are weird.

We gather around our TV's and get excited when big guys in helmets and pads run the ball over to the end of the field. I was one of those humans today.

We pick other humans that we like and then we do stuff with them.

Sometimes we like to take care of things that aren't humans, like a dog or a fish or something for fun.

We care about what things look like, sometimes more than what they do.

We try to be better than other humans.

We fill rubber with helium and tie a string on it when it's someones birthday.

Water comes out of our eyes when we're sad.

Our lips point up on the ends and our teeth show when we're happy.

Sometimes we care about other humans and do nice things for them.

We make mistakes. A LOT.

Sometimes we move our bodies around when we hear music.

Humans are weird.

And thats all I have to say.