On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was.

Ever have one of those days where you have so much to say... then lose it on the drive to your favorite coffee shop? Yeah, it’s kind of like that.

You could say, I’m having one of those days that reminds me we adapt... or die.

Okay, it’s not that tragic.

While in traffic, I had clear thoughts about life, about the journey, about what to do today, about lunch, about this girl.

Oh, wait... yes, this girl. So frustrating. Yet, I still haven’t learned to move on. How to say, “Next, please!”

There are so many girls out there. There’s no sense in developing one-itis for any of them. None.

Yet, that wasn’t what derailed my train of focus. Not entirely, anyhow.

Upon arriving at my favorite coffee shop, my favorite table in the dark corner is overrun with a display. A promotion. A giveaway.

It’s for breast cancer awareness, so it’s a good cause... one I’ll likely support, even though I have no interest in the prize. By the way, is it unethical to support a cause, win the prize, then sell that prize?

So, today I sit in the sunlight. Today, I’ve learned just how dirty my notebook computer is. Seriously dirty.

Plus, I’ve learned that the cute college girls are beginning to find this place. It’s that weird season of sweaters AND shorts.

sigh

So, today I’ll just take a “fuck it all” day. I’ll read something I want to read. I’ll listen to something I want to listen to. I’ll hit on the girls I want to hit on.

Happy October 3rd.

What i'm listening to:

Road to Nowhere
Ozzy Osbourne
No More Tears