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Sundae Blues

Saturday, July 11, 2009


Having some self loathing issues this week, but winning Scrabble twice has helped me feel less useless. Surely a woman who can win a game or two of Scrabble deserves to occupy space on this Earth, uh, right?

Normally my existential paradigm runs quietly under the surface of my conscious mind, and I don't bother to think about why I bother to exist -- I just drink coffee, cuddle my son, chat with Sage, do some work. But every once in a while the Crackel shell on my perfect-life sundae gets chipped, and I'm forced to stare at the vanilla ice cream of my soullessness. Doesn't this metaphor make my existential turmoil seem cheerier? Or cherrier? :)

I have no solution or anything, just venting. I am considering a new life purpose that involves channeling all my energy into avoiding pain and suffering. But I will more likely find a refreshing new way to distract myself. Stay tuned. It'll be fascinating, I'm sure.

posted by Rocky
7:32 PM

4 Comments:

Blogger Holly White said...

I 'cone' always count on you for the puns.

So, does having the Sundae Blues means you're nuts?

glad to see you are already on the couch: this will make the psychoanalysis easy to get started....

(I miss you, plainly.)

July 12, 2009 at 1:48 PM  
Blogger Sage said...

As I'm sure you know (you clearly put that picture up there for a reason), that's all the reason for existence anyone needs. Look at the smile you gave him.

I know you feel better. But I just want you to know how absolutely happy you make me.

Your mere existence in my life is all I need from you. There isn't a single other person on this earth I would rather spend my time with than you.

So... go forth and avoid suffering (a practice I can really get behind) or look for something to add fulfillment to your life.

But whatever you do, just know I love being with you. I am planning all my time on this planet being together with you.

July 13, 2009 at 6:12 AM  
Blogger Jamie Johns said...

Okay, now I'm balling my eyes out. All I wanted to say is that I will stay tuned, riveted, in fact, 'cause it seems a lot of people have your vibe right now. Or maybe I do and I'm just seeing it in everyone. I love you, Rocky, and that doesn't count for a whole lot, but it's out there. Glad your vanilla soul is hanging out on the planet the same time mine happens to be as well.

July 13, 2009 at 7:08 PM  
Blogger Rocky said...

I love you all so very much. Thank you.

July 28, 2009 at 8:51 AM  

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