the minute you realize you don’t have anything, is the minute you realize you need something.
sometimes something is better than nothing, but nothing can be better than everything.
so, something has to change.
change can only come in twos.
or is it threes? i was never very good at math.
although everyone knows i spend my days swimming in them.
i guess that’s why they’re clichés.
such a clichéd response.
never fear, before you know it, i will probably change my mind.
i hope you don’t mind.
sometimes i fear i’ve lost my damn mind again.
well, i guess if you’ve lost your mind, you can’t really mind much after that.
mind over matter only matters when the matter is simply in your mind.
am i making too much sense for an early morning commute?
don’t worry, it’s all in your mind.
i think my mind’s eye might need glasses.
the future is blurry.
hindsight is rarely 20/20, despite what your optometrist might try to tell you, it is clouded with regret and hope, which only makes sense in your mind.
so never mind, on to happier thoughts.
i always seem to be around people when they are feeling the most like farting.
i know this because i am constantly smoked out of subways and elevators.
some would think of this as a curse.
i would agree.
or, if you were a glass half full kinda person, you could look at it like a continuing epidemic where people feel completely at ease around me and trust me with their natural gases.
but then again, when have i ever been a half glass full kinda person?
just the other day i was thinking to myself that i haven’t been inadvertently flashed in awhile.
what is this world coming to?
you’re going soft on me new york.
no pun intended.
this week in jenna theatre, jenna is getting a wrap from the deli where she goes for lunch several times a week. the man behind the deli counter, marcus, is excited to see jenna when she appears.
marcus – hello! how are you today? i’ve missed you! what will it be, the usual?
jenna – yup, sounds great!
marcus – so that white bread..
jenna – no whole wheat wrap..
marcus – (interrupting) oh right, sorry, pastrami, tomato…
jenna – umm no, actually turkey, lettuce…
marcus – (interrupting) oh, right i got you now
(starts to pull out pickles)
jenna – no pickles, just spicy mustard and oil and vinegar.
marcus – and ranch right?
jenna – no…
marcus – southwest sauce?
jenna – nope just mustard.
marcus – ok (finishes wrap) it will be a few minutes for the fries.
jenna – i’m good….
marcus – oh that’s right, no fries! ok, well, see you tomorrow!
i wonder who he thinks i am.