Ooooh, I am not good at this whole personal thoughts blogging.
Midnight again, obviously. I distinctly remember telling myself that this would be when I go to sleep, not when I go blogging. Funny how such things don't matter as much after having a couple drinks after curling. Or before drinks, or pretty much any other time. Anyways, I'm not looking at the lights in the sky, I've sufficiently drunk myself that staring at millions of light sources at once exacerbates my current headache.
So today my object of affection and reflection shall be the chunk of amythiest I happily own. First of all, amythiest is my birthstone; I'm an early February birthday, but then you as yet unidentified readers probably know that already. I love this piece of rock, its had an evolving purpose in my life, which is more than I can say for most other objects and a goodly amount of live humans. Said stone started off as a gift for my then boyfriend, but since he decided that it wasn't working out, the stone mutated into a reminder that I need to always keep working towards the next goal and towards the next target; its been helpful that way in reminding me that as good as things are, there's always something that can be done to improve not just one's own life but the lives of others.
I swear, I won't do this tomorrow, it'll be nice and early like a sane human being.
Okay? Someone be a dear and remind me of this.
Song of the night: Owl City - Fireflies
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