timeless sleep

Time. Lately, things have slowed down for me. Time has become free-flowing. The stress of hurrying or pressure of being 'on time' doesn't appear to apply as often anymore. Previously, I did not do certain things because I had always felt there was not enough time to do it. Now, I simply go ahead and do it. It has been a good thing.

For the past two days, I have driven on highway 680 three times. Two times there were accidents, and, this morning, there was unusual accident-like traffic at every exit (it boggled my mind). I was 'later' than usual to all three places I was intending to go. Is this some strange power telling me that I should not be so lenient with time as I have been?

a broken vow is better than none

I can't write anymore because I can't seem to concatenate my thoughts into something understandable. It's all jumbled up in my head and confusing.

I have made a decision though. I will try not to let others' actions dictate my life.

I'll see how well that declaration stands up since I still am a people pleaser despite it all and probably won't be able to shed the shell of indecisiveness. It's not so much that I am afraid of expressing my opinion on certain things, it's just that, I really don't have any opinions or don't care. What restaurant to eat at? Should we watch that movie or sleep instead? As long as the other party is happy, I'll be contented. It's all trivial in that whatever the choice, it doesn't matter in the greater scheme of things.

I (will) take a stand when it does though.

(Okay, the real reason why I made this post was so I can snobbishly use the word "concatenate." Lovely, ain't it?)