ethan and i...

sometimes i am mean to other people. or if i'm not directly mean to them, then i think mean things.

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i went on a short stroll today through the woods. i would have prolonged it, but i probably swallowed about fifty bazillion bugs and so i started breathing through my nose to try to avoid bug consumption, but that didnt work because of the constant congestion i live with. i was sitting on a log breathing through my nose and it started making a funny squeaking noise as the air went in and out and i thought i was an animal at first or something like that, so i went back to breathing through my mouth and swining my hand in front of my face to scare the bugs off. i was walkinging along, debating weither or not to walk further when a bug decited to burrow into my ear canal, and that was the deciding factor. i had to go back to the house as quickly as possible, so i did. now im eating pudding. and drinking water.

this is the manzanita trail...


this is some manzanita bark...


here is a tree trunk with a buch growing next to it...


here is a photo of the clear blue sky. yes, it really is that blue (for those of you who back home)...


heres a flower amongst some dead grasses...

holy shit!

i made a few slight changes to my blog, i ate a bannana and i played the guitar.

its a funny thing to now know where your life is headed... to know thats its headed somewhere, but your not sure where... to live each day not knowing whats going to happen tomorrow, and not planning on whats going to happen tomorrow... hardly even thinking about whats going to happen tomorrow unless someone brings it up. the only thing i know is that i have to be at work at 10:00 and i get off at 7:00. the only thing i know for SURE about tomorrow is that my friend, Jesus, will still be there holding my hand and laughing with me or crying with me by my side.

sometimes i would like to scream and throw things around. sometimes i do throw things around and kick boxes across the kitchen floor. sometimes when im driving i trun the music up and sing at the top of my lungs and pretend that im stevie nicks or sarah mclaughlan or even bob dylan or shannon hoon.

i like to think of my life as an adventure. now knowing whats going to happen to you tomorrow can be scary to some people. its an adventure to me. i let it go. its taken from me, out of my hands, i have no control over it. its a mystery... its an adventure. its a mixture of scary, sad, funny and fun. i like it. im going to keep going.