Ahh yes, now that the Hilton mess has cleared and the media is perhaps moving on (that is, until she is released from jail; and when she is, she will talk about how much prison life has changed her and how she has a new respect for her family’s fortune. She will also mention how she feels like she has a new lease on life…etc. Most likely the media and a third of America will eat that right up and I will be sitting here wondering why she even said anything because most of us knew what she was told by her publicist to say.) I feel that I should move on to another post. Another thought.
I’ve had quite the inspiration flowing through me today. It is hard to pinpoint exactly where the inspiration is coming from: I have the Unforgiven II by Metallica in my head; I read old blog entries of mine earlier today — I always find it fun to see what I was talking about a year ago — other than that, I haven’t done much to elicit something inspirational.
Perhaps sometimes, when I achieve a certain level of boredom, something inside me says “get up and do something”. That would be a reasonable explanation for the gung-ho attitude I had today when I called my dad to see if there were jobs I could do. And after getting the list of those jobs (mowing the lawn, waxing a car), I actually did them with a happy attitude. After I finished them, I then proceeded to do more than I was asked and ended up enjoying those jobs even more.
I would hate to sound like what I’m saying is an effort to make me sound like the perfect person…I am just wondering why in the world I get hit with these bursts of inspiration where sitting around all day is no longer fun. And barely the next day I find myself relishing the moments where all I have to do is nothing. Shouldn’t it be one or the other?
Hopefully I will find a day where my inspirational bursts can be used for something more long-lasting and valuable than mowing the lawn and waxing cars.
