Campfyre Stories

Campfyre Stories
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Adulteress no more.

I have a bad feeling.

February 24th, 2006

It’s one I can’t define.  I hate that.  I know something bad is about to happen and, even though I can guess at who might play a part in it I can’t definitively say anything.  All I can do is wait and see.

Spawn decided to go full-on into teenagedom, leaving me conflicted about my overall realtionship with him.  I don’t even know how to write that story down.  I can tell it, but it doesn’t convey in text.

I think that it’s time for me to take a break from just about everything right now.  If I had somewhere to go, I would leave tomorrow, but I have nowhere to go.  It’s been too long since I took a train trip.  I think 16 or so hours one way would do it for me…  I don’t miss those days, but I miss those experiences.

It’s times like this when I think about faking my own death or assuming a false identity…  not that I would ever actually DO that, but it’s something I think about from time to time when I get…  like this.

Pay no attention…  for now I think I’m just going to try to find somewhere I can hide out for a little while.  Even if I can’t get out of town, there has to be SOMETHING I can do…

~FG };^/

Something said (4) »

  1. This works for me. I take my dogs to the ocean. The ebb and flow. The now and then. The cycle of life.

    Or I go shopping. :)

    Comment by Jan � February 24, 2006 @ 15:44 pm

  2. …you can assume my identity. No, really, please do it!! *begs*

    Comment by Parizad � February 24, 2006 @ 18:24 pm

  3. Try writing your escape fantasy down. You may have a good story in there! I had a bad feeling a few weeks ago. Turns out I left the lights on in the pickup. Left me without a vehicle for 3 days. It really sucked.

    Sometimes the bad things aren’t tragic, just a pain in the butt!

    Comment by Dawn � February 25, 2006 @ 0:20 am

  4. My favorite form of vacation is my personal “mental retreat.” Here’s what I do.

    I play uplifting, happy music (They Might Be Giants, Dick Dale, soundtrack from Avenue Q, whatever makes me smile and chair-dance). I wear bright colors. I sip a cup of my favorite happy beverage (usually coffee, juice with crushed ice, or Macallan 18-year-old).

    Then I sit down and brainstorm everything I want in life and write it down. In relationships, in possessions, in accomplishments, in lifestyle. Everything. No limits. For example, here are some from my current list: Achieve financial independence. Drive a zero-emissions vehicle. End war. Reach 10% body fat. Solve human mortality. Write 10 books. Be a $1 billion philanthropist.

    Usually, I have a list left over from a prior “mental retreat” session, and I recycle or update some of those goals.

    Now I put a date next to each one. The date by which I will have, achieve, or be what I want.

    Finally I write, for each one, a single action I will take TODAY to move towards that goal.

    At the end, I have an optimistic vision of my future, and I have a whole list of uplifting, motivating, satisfying activities to do. It’s really quite amazing. Give it a shot some time.

    Comment by Kyle B � February 25, 2006 @ 19:00 pm

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