Pebbles.

Tonight, I will refer to them as 'the others'.

Simply put. 'Nobody likes a pebble in their shoe'. So why must the 'others' always place it there, when you are wearing sneakers. Do you know how hard it is to put a pebble in sneaker?? First you have to find the right pebble... The one with the sharp edge, but small enough to move around the arch of the foot in the shoe. Then, you have to get a hold of the leg with the foot with the sneaker. Then there is the unlacing, oh Damn the unlacing. Pending on 'the other' this process can be short and sweet or they can choose to draw it out. (pray they choose the first one). After the hellish lacing process we get to the actual placing of pebble. (surprisingly enough is the easiest and fastest step.)

So there it sits, in the shoe, under the arch of the foot attached to the leg, UNTIL the 'other' takes it out themselves or buys your flip flops.

Why can't you just take the pebble out all by your lonesome you ask??? Because as soon as you take it out, another 'other' sticks one right back. All in all, there is NO way to live a pebble-free life.

So my advice, stick with the sneakers..... that way you only have one pebble at a time as oppose to hundreds.

Whats in the middle of your room?

The Pink elephant... with a yellow tie

Ever have that awkward situation with friends where there's the elephant in the room yet no one makes a comment about him. He just sits there in the middle of the room waiting to be addressed; yet most cease to accept his existence.

Everyone has their own elephant, or maybe itÂ’s not even an elephant maybe its a hippo? Or Hell even as small as a duck! Whatever it is, I am sure he would like to be acknowledged. Go on try speaking to it face to face! You may surprise yourself.

My elephant's name is Common. Common Freakin' Courtesy. He is Pink, tall, a bit over weight and he wears a designer yellow tie. Stylish I know! He seems to be everywhere I go, sometimes people see him, greet him and wave and other times people simply ignore him. It is a shame; CC is a kind and extremely easygoing animal. He always minds his P's and Q's and puts others before himself. (Which usually results in people taking advantage of the poor little guy) He feels like cellophane, no one knows his name and he just never gets noticed when it really matters.

Next time you see CC, give him a smile or if your in a really good mood a nice pat on the back and tell him not to give up…because the difference between Extra-ordinary and Plain Ordinary is that little EXTRA in front.

I hope that maybe after writing this post and with the help of people like you my elephant will change and move on to bigger and better things.

'Live A Little'
That is the campaign slogan for my place of employment... it has this catchy and roll off the tongue feel. So easy to say yet so hard to do. What constitutes living a little? Taking a shower at night instead of the morning? Adding that extra scoop of ice cream to your bowl? Stepping out of that day by day routine, that seems to suck us in like the bermuda triangle. Everywhere we go people say 'oh sit back let loose', have a 'hay' day! 'go with the flow' 'live like you were dying' but I just can't quite grasp the concept. I go to school, I work, I live! (a little) I am healthy, have a supportive family, loyal friends and a new dog. Yet, as my roomate pointed out, we don't have fun anymore. Vanity, Pressure and constant busy work has consumed us. We wake up day after day, breathe in and out and just 'be'. I consider my self an extreme optimist, but for the first time in my life, i feel confused and unmistakingly out of ideas. What happened? What keeps us motivated? How did we lose the 'spark'? How can we find the balance of LIVING and living?

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