Don't Flatter Yourself

If it seems like I'm laughing uncontrollably, I am. 

You're not that funny; I laugh at everything. 

I can't always control it.  It's not that awesome.  

Fatties

So many foods out there are made to be low in fat.  This is supposed to make them better for you.  More accurately it makes them appear to be better for you.

I try to buy the full fat varietals.  Yogurt can be difficult.  Greek is a good trend as it is made to be richer, and higher in fat.  But all these a-holes are making non-fat shit-Greek with skim milk.  And the "full fat" kind is not labeled as such.  It just doesn't say "Reduced Fat" or "0% Milkfat" or "Made with Skim Milk" or whatever other label will make fat-a-phobes feel good about themselves.  Most brands don’t even make anything that isn't "low fat". 

Guess I'm the only consumer who smiles at 68% saturated fat per serving.

The Needs

I feel so vulnerable.  I used to revel in my independence.  I had friends but I didn't feel like I needed them.  I was confident. 

Now I feel like I need people around me, to protect me in some way. 

I'm not sure what that is, but I'm so thankful to have what I need.  I'm so thankful for that.

The Wheels are Turning

Want to create an awkward moment with a group of strangers?  Tell them you have ALS then go silent.  Watch their faces.  Watch them squirm.  

Sunday Driver

Talk of the future should be filled with hope; with the possibilities that time brings.  You look off into the distance and wonder what's to come.

I know what's coming.  I don't know when, and I can't make out the details, but I know what's there. 

The view isn't worth my focus.  Acceptance is a long road and I've been driving slowly. 

Turn the Wheel - It's Easy

When passing a biker in your car, there's a difference between giving him enough room so that you don't hit him, and enough room that he doesn't shit his pants.  Why not give him as much room as you can?

Reality is a Bitch

When going through a rough patch, people tell you to be strong.  What does that mean?

Does being strong mean bottling up your emotions so that the people around you don't have to see them?  And if so, is that what they want?

Everyone says they are there for you, for anything you need.  But if you are strong, you shouldn't need them, right?

It seems to me that it takes more strength to let your emotions show; to let those around you see what is real and be there to help.

A moment of weakness turns out to be a moment of reality we tried so hard to hide.