Music is crazy sometimes.
Well songs are.

I was sitting on my bed just folding my laundry when Pandora decided to play a certain song.
I've heard it a million times and sung it just as many.

But this time was different.
Coincidentally the song applied to my life directly.
                                                     This doesn't happen to me often.

I'm thinking this is just a little way for God to remind me that it's all in his hands. I just have to wait and see how it plays out.

I've listened to it on repeat a few times since.              


                                     Just a few.

Just Daydreaming...

Maybe I'm crazy but I'm smitten.

Blood drive.

I've always felt obligated to make an effort to donate.

They say that they always need more donations.

So of course, despite the fact that whenever I get a shot, my adrenaline makes me feel like punching whoever is holding the needle, I convince myself I should do it.

I've only actually succeeded in getting in the chair once.

One time I was too light.

All the other times, I wasn't allowed because my mom or play director said I couldn't.

Well yesterday there were signs everywhere.

So I went.

I went in that room very confident with myself.

A poke in the finger.

Two stabs in the arms.

Only 3/4 of a pint of blood.

And

A great passing out story later

I walked out of there with a very full pack of snacks, completely mortified.




I don't think I'm ever going to try again.