Monday Fun Day U.S.A.!!

It's manic Monday, and let me tell you, it was a weekend and then some. If you can't quite make out the black car in the picture, it's a Lambo! There were three of them that day racing by me on the PCH on my way home from Egypt this last Saturday. I always wonder who drives those things. One was a younger looking Asian guy. The second was a middle aged Caucasian, and the third was a grandpa and his not so likely grand daughter! Just sayin! It's Cali, and it happens. The rest of the drive home was smooth. I drove by my usual running trail and sighed a bit realizing I need to get more miles in for my race if I can get to it this coming weekend. But, I just miss it. Running. I guess I miss a lot of things some days more than others. There is something to be said about being able to run with your headphones on and see lots of people and places and keep going, and going till you can't go anymore. LOL.

It was just a week ago I got a Facebook message from a gal I had work for me on putting my tax book entries into QBs. I needed someone because I was loosing my mind going over the various transactions and the time they represented over the last year. In the end of that interviewing process, I had four different gals work on them only to end up doing most of it myself because of schedule  changes and just because I knew where all of the expenditures needed to go. One of those gals messaged me that she had essentially had some similar life experiences as of late.

I understood her pain and could only offer her some song lyrics and life philosophy. What we have in common is that we both left what we knew as our life, the people we know and love, and went after it...happiness and went after a person that was supposed to be the one we wanted to share the rest of our days; it was a chance at being more complete than we were and maybe experience what it is to be in love (for me again). All the joy, memories, and experiences that are part of being alive and not just living came to mind as I listen to her relate part of her story to me. It takes a certain kind of person to take a leap of faith into the unknown hoping they're right...that what they saw the evidence of in that person, place or thing. I must've been true, and all we had to do was show up at a minimal so "life" could happen. This is the substance life that comes out of our humanity--it is as sweet as honey when we find it, and as bitter as vinegar when you loose it. Which ever end of the experience you're in, you have to embrace it, breathe it all in, and be in it for how ever long you get to or have to so that when the time comes you can exude it from you..winning or loosing.

Beyond that, I missed going to karaoke. I was so determined to go this weekend, but it didn't happen. The more I thought about it I realized it has become more a difficult activity to do..well the ride home after. All the driving during the week just sucks it out of me, and driving the 70 miles round trip comes with a cost. So, I'm doing less of it now and days until it's "all good all the time"! I think if I'm not running the race next weekend, I'll make a short beach day out of Sunday in Zuma if I can and maybe make it up to a burger place I haven't been to in awhile, watch the sun set, and breath....and let it out. There it is.