What kind of cat?

What kind of cat do you want to be? You want to be that cat that sits inside and looks at all the crazy things outside? Do you want to be out chasing all the crazy things? I always thought I wanted to be the cat inside looking at all the crazy. Somehow I got out. Once I started chasing all the crazy stuff. I couldn’t stop! I’ve been out here so long I have forgotten what inside looks like. How it feels just to sit and watch.

I am so tired of chasing things. I see all these cats looking at me threw the widows. I wonder, are they jealous? Well, I am jealous of them. I want to be inside looking out. I want a nice safe place to stay. I’m tired of chasing and running and looking for stuff. I want to be inside, safe from all the crazy. I want someone to bring me food. I want someone to cuddle me at night. I wonder if these cats inside even understand how good they have it. Then you have the perfect cat. The ones that go out and chase all day but have to go back in and get all the inside benefits. They get the best of both worlds.

I was not that lucky to get that life. I was blessed with the energy of struggles. I was always chasing and running from what I had no idea anymore. I hang out with all the Kitty’s that all go home at the end of the day. They stay and play and chase with me. Then they all leave. Until the next day, they will be back. They have no idea how good they have it.

Will you be that cat that travels threw this life alone? Will you be that cat who has someone forever? I’m getting old being out here alone. Chasing gets more challenging every day. So, before you answer, what kind of cat do you want to be? Remember, it could be forever…..

The other woman

So women always fear “the other woman.”  What happens if you were always the “other woman.” I somehow have fallen into this role most of my life. I became the person people hate. “The other woman.” I’m really not sure why or when it started.  I have been single on my own for so long. I really don’t even remember how it feels to have a partner—someone to share your life with. I must give out that vibe. I’m the fun girl, not the girl they chose long-term. Oddly was like before marriage. I was married for 12 long years. Then I was set free! I fell right back into my role. Always single. Do I like being the other woman? It’s not like I set out looking to be. I guess I kind of like the fact they will never get attached. I still have the freedom to do what I want.

Maybe it’s the thrill of it. I’m not really sure. I do know why I never trust anyone. I tried finding Mr. Right, but my Mr. Right was someone else’s. That seemed to be the theme of my life. I gave in and decided just go with it. For most of my life, I am just single. Do I fear I will be forever? Yes, for sure. How will life change if it has yet to this far? Will I always be “the other woman”? Or will I find a guy who chooses me? Someone who will see all the love I have to give. Who will see past the damaged heart? Someone who helps me change the path of destruction that I am on. I guess we shall see, but for now, I will continue to live free!

Distracted Driving

Distracted Driving. No, I’m not talking about using your cell phone, but yeah that is a problem. I am talking about your mind distracting you. Have you ever driven somewhere and thought, “How the hell did I get here? How was I so lost in thought that I just got here. Did I stop at any red lights?”

This is what is wrong with our world, we are so busy in our heads that we don’t see anything. Some people live only 15 minutes from the ocean, and yet, they haven’t been there in years; it’s true when people say this. I am like, “WTF!” When I lived in New Hampshire. People would see mountains all day, but drive right past them and have never climbed one.

Me, on the other hand, bought a book to help me find every mountain I could climb within 4 hours from me. I climbed a mountain every weekend. Now that I live by the ocean I try to go to the beach every week; even in the winter. If I put my toes in and they don’t freeze, I jump right in, clothes and all. I live for the moment and enjoy where I am.

I live in a place where people save up all year just to visit for a week. Yet, I get caught up in life and forget where I am going. We become robots; get up, go to work, come home, relax. Yet, we live where people go on vacation.

It’s a good thing our red lights are 5 minutes long. For real. Moving from the north, I really thought the stoplights were broke. Maybe they make them take so long, so you have time to slow down and look around; take in everything. Next time your at a red light, think “Maybe I need to look around.” If your not stuck in your own mind.

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