Caterwauling

“I don’t want to have to set you free
Don’t make me.”

— Blake Shelton, “Don’t Make Me”

Hanging out with my second family in Orlando. Loving it.

Didn’t officially take tomorrow off. I will probably be working from the pool at the timeshare.

It kills me that everything’s a crisis and the world doesn’t stop for me to take a day off.

Maybe I will ease up tomorrow. What’s a day, right? The world won’t stop turning. No matter how much people tell me it will and no matter how much I hear the equivalent of “You’ll never work in this town again” because I am not through my massive to-do list enough to do more.

I swear if the right guy asks me to marry him and quit my job, I’m not saying no.

God I hope that guy exists. And that I meet him tomorrow. At the timeshare pool, preferably. I could get used to this life.

“In the morning I’m leaving
Making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
And I don’t see how you could ever be anything but mine.

— Kenny Chesney, “Anything But Mine”

Not heading to Cleveland, but Orlando today.

This trip, I’ve got a hell of a soundtrack and a mind full of memories to keep me company.

“If I ever get down your way
Or you’re ever up around mine
We’ll laugh about the old days
And catch up on the new
Yeah see you when I see you
And I hope it’s someday soon.”

— Jason Aldean, “See You When I See You”

More memories to come. Despite probably having to work the whole damn time.

Everything is changing in 2015. I am declaring it now. Usually I save it for when I’m dreaming under my tree on Christmas Eve.

It already has changed, really. And I don’t know what’s next. But I’ve changed. And it’s high time life follows.