This is what happens when you make peach cobbler and have it for dinner at 10 pm.
You think about all kinds of things that seem to have no relation, but are really like those enormous balls of string that get in the Guinness Book of Records.
Two sections of the sting may be yards and yards away from each other, but they're still part of the same ball.

It's amazing to look back on events in your life and seesaw back and forth between wanting to laugh at how dumb you were or slap yourself for how dumb you were.
I shake my head at how stupid I was.
It wasn't stupid at the time, but it sure is stupid now.
But what I can't figure out is why certain things, little things, can in a split second, take you back years.
Your heart leaps, your breath catches in your throat.
In the same moment your brain hopes it's true, but it's also telling you it's impossible.
In that moment, you hope it's true but you also know that you don't truly want it.
You wanted it back then, but you don't now. The idea of embracing it is so completely foreign to you. Why did you want it in the first place? How did you want something and know you wouldn't take it if you could have it? I don't think it was that whole business of wanting something just because you couldn't have it. It wasn't that.
Why did I want be to a doctor?
Why did I want to be with those people?
Why did I want to go there?
Not that those people or places were bad or anything I would be ashamed of.
I dunno.
It's just confusing.

Some things just are stuck to you. You'll never be able to remove them.
They don't hurt anymore, but they're still there.

It's difficult to live life in Forward Play mode.
It would be easier if we could live in sort of a Backward Play mode.

So!
*kisses everyone*
Life is fun, ain't it?
Night night!