leavin'

You're the edge I just stepped off of, You're the sunlight through my window pane, You're the road I wanna break down on in the pouring rain

My mind wanders these days. It takes it's trek down the long roads that I have already traveled. The towns I've visited, the people that have become family, the interesting choices i've made, and the things I have seen. 

I'm not sure where I stand on the adventuresome life. Don't get me wrong, I live for adventure, but it isn't the same type of adventure that I longed for a year ago. 

I could still get up and go, without a moment's notice, but this time around I think I would have some regrets. 

There are just some people that would be too hard to leave. 

Maybe if they came with me.... 

'Cause I know I'm not easy to hold but you've reached me, baby, You saved me from me before I was too far gone..... I love you for taking me on 

Sometimes I sit on the toilet so long that my legs fall asleep. Not working on anything, just sitting.

Sometimes I have a really hard time spelling toilet.

And sometimes that's all that life gives ya...

apocalypse

Here's to you free souls, you fight for life chasers, Street climbers, porch swingers, air guitar players, Here's to you fearless dancers, shaking walls in your bedrooms


The rumor around here has been that the apocalypse is coming. May 21st to be exact. Huge billboards have been rented to display billboards urging the town to repent and spend the next days on their knees, because everyone is going to need it! 


Well I guess that seeped into my mind yesterday because when I finally fell asleep, I had wild wild dreams. They probably deserve three wilds, they were that crazy. 


After the third dream that didn't quite make sense, I must have turned a corner. 


Something in my mind switched on. 


The dreams became serious. Eerily serious....It became prophetic. 


My dream opened up with a nice cozy inviting wormhole. I knew this was the apocalypse happening, so with a little help from a torrential tsunami I was ushered through. And you'll never guess what happened. In the art of true reincarnation/apocalyptical style I became a dandruff flake. 


Yes this is how my brain works. I was a flake of dandruff riding around on some guy's head. I didn't have any motor function as was completely at the will of someone scratching, fluffing, or other general hair maintenance motions.  Often I was upside down and sidewise until the walker mercifully shook his head. I hung out there for awhile before hearing the water turn on. And then before I knew it I was being washed down the drain with suds from a Head and Shoulder's bottle.  


If this is prophetic, I better start working on that whole karma thing. 


There's a little bit of all that inside of me and you, Think that even crazy dreams come true, Think that even crazy dreams come true......
Yeah

Doing whatever Kelsey Can...

Is she strong? Listen bud, She's got radioactive blood. Can she swing from a thread, Take a look overhead... 


Today I realized I was officially a scientist.

And then I realized that I could be a superhero. And I just couldn't choose which one to chase after.

At my second day of work, I finally got to go into the lab. It has cooshy no slip padded mats on the floor and eerie yellow lighting, that's good for chemicals, but not so good for my pale pale lab-mate.

We were doing simple solubility testing. A visual test to see if the drug (a really long name that involved Cannabis something something and a lot of numbers and -oxys....) would dissolve into a solution. Except the best part, the superhero part, was that this drug was radioactive.

Crazy.

So since I could only watch and not do, it got me to thinking about all the superhero's out there that became superheroes from radioactivity.  Like spiderman, Radioactiveman (that one's easy),  Hulk, and Captain America. Who I get confused with Captain Planet.

And I'm thinking and thinking, and they are doing and doing, and I'm not watching.

And they turn to ask me a question, but I'm still thinking about Captain Planet... and I answer with "Who would want 'heart' as a superpower?"

And I look up to see my lab mates, holding up two vials looking for chunky proteins and peering at me inquisitively through their safety goggles, wondering what they have gotten themselves into with this new hire...

In the chill of night, At the scene of a crime, Like a streak of light, He arrives just in time. To him, life is a great big bang up, Whenever there's a hang up, You'll find the Spider man....