CATCH UP TIME. NOT THE RED BOTTLED FORM. BUT THE LEFT BEHIND KIND. AND NOT THE BOOK SERIES. IF YOU HAVE MADE IT TO THIS POINT CLEARLY UNDERSTANDING WHAT MY TIRED FINGERS ARE WRITING, THEN YOU ARE GOLDEN. THURSDAY - I WOKE UP TO A PHONE CALL FROM MY INSURANCE AGENT THAT INSTANTLY STRESSED ME OUT. I TOOK A FEW MOMENTS TO BREATHE AND SEND UP A PRAYER TO PAPA. 5 MINUTES LATER I RECEIVED A PHONE CALL FROM MY OLD MAN STARBUCKS CUSTOMER CHARLES. HE ASKED ME TO MEET HIM AT MY OLD WORK, WHERE HE BLESSED ME WITH A HUNDRED DOLLARS. I LISTENED TO HIM TELL ME ALL ABOUT HIS FARM IDEAS, RECENTLY GEARED TOWARDS INVESTING IN HORSES TO RENT OUT FOR RIDING. EVENTUALLY HE GOT HUNGRY AND ASKED ME OUT TO LUNCH WITH HIM. HE ASKED ME ALL ABOUT MY FAMILY, CHILDHOOD, AND LIFE DREAMS. HE IS ABSOLUTELY ONE OF THE MOST PRECIOUS HUMAN BEINGS I KNOW. THERE WERE A FEW MOMENTS WHERE HE TEARED UP, AND A BIG MOMENT WHERE HE THANKED ME FOR NOT TAKING MY OWN LIFE WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER. HIS PRESENCE AND FRIENDSHIP MEANS THE WORLD TO ME. I SPENT THE MAJORITY OF THE REMAINING AFTERNOON EDITING A PAPER FOR A FRIEND AT NIPPERS, BEFORE MAKING THE TREK TO SPRING HILL FOR AN EVENING SPENT WITH FAITH AND LAUREN. THIS WAS THE EVENING I WAS INTRODUCED TO DON JUAN DE MARCO. THIS WAS THE EVENING MY LIFE WAS CHANGED FOREVER. THIS WAS THE EVENING WHERE I LUSTED AFTER JOHNNY DEPP MORE THAN I EVER HAVE BEFORE. ON THE DRIVE BACK TO BRENTWOOD I PIT STOPPED AT WALMART IN COOL SPRINGS. AND EXCUSE ME... BUT WHEN DID THEY BECOME PRICEY? PRETTY SURE I SAW A SHIRT OF FAR LESS QUALITY THAN ONE AT TARGET THAT WAS PRICED EXACTLY THE SAME. NEEDLESS TO SAY MY HEART WAS BROKEN AND I WENT HOME, CURLED UP IN BED, AND HAD THE MOST SPECTACULAR DREAM ABOUT JOHN MAYER. NO REALLY. I MAY HAVE SAID A CURSE WORD WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING, HAVING LOST MY DREAM MAN FOREVER. IN MY DREAM I WAS AT A TATTOO PARLOR GETTING MY LEFT FOREARM SLEEVED WITH THE IMAGES OF THREE SKY SCRAPERS. NO IDEA WHY.RIGHT AFTER GETTING INKED I HEADED BACK TO THE HOUSE WHERE I HAD THREE YOUNGER SISTERS. MY QUIET ESCAPE PLACE WAS THIS SHED IN THE BACK YARD. I WAS SITTING IN A CHAIR IN THE SHED, AVOIDING THE WORLD, WHEN JOHN MAYER BARGED IN. BARRY WHITE STARTED SINGING FROM THE HEAVENS (LITERALLY) AND THE REST OF THE DREAM IS OF A RATING TOO HIGH TO BE POSTED VIA INTERNET. PRETTY SURE IF I HAD STAYED SLEEPING LONG ENOUGH A LITTLE CROSBY OR BRAHMS WOULD HAVE POPPED OUT OF MY WOMB. GOOD MORNING! IT'S FRIDAY! I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AROUND 10:30, MOZIED AROUND GETTING READY FOR THE DAY. MOSTLY FOR HEADING TO HILLSBORO VILLAGE TO MEET UP WITH THE LOVELY REBECCA, WHO HAD BEEN OUT OF TOWN CONNECTING EMOTIONALLY WITH JIMMY FALON. NO BIG DEAL. I ARRIVED IN TOWN A LITTLE EARLY, SO I STOPPED IN PLANET EXCHANGE WHERE I MAY HAVE PURCHASED, FOR A VERY VERY GOOD PRICE, A VERY VERY VINTAGE, PROBABLY VERY UGLY DRESS. TO ME IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. AND YES IT IS POLYESTER AND PAISLEY WITH BELL SLEEVES. I HAVEN'T DECIDED WHEN I WILL REWARD THE WORLD WITH A VIEWING OF ME IN THIS GARMENT. I MAY TAKE IT SLOWLY. HANG OUT IN MY FRONT YARD ONE DAY WEARING IT. MAYBE GO FOR A WALK DOWN THE BLOCK. MAYBE DRIVE TO STARBUCKS A COUPLE MILES AWAY. EVENTUALLY I WILL END UP IN NASHVILLE ON A KARAOKE STAGE SINGING FEARLESS WHILE ROCKING THE BEAUT. AFTER AN AWARD WINNING REUNITING WITH REBECCA. FILLED WITH PIERCING LAUGHTER AND PLANS TO GO BACK TO NEW YORK AND KID NAP JIMMY AND TAKE HIM ICESKATING, I DROVE HOME TO CRASH NAP. NOW I AM CURLED UP AT STARBUCKS, LITERALLY THE ONLY PERSON IN THE BUILDING BESIDES THE EMPLOYEES, BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE SOCIAL LIVES ON FRIDAY NIGHTS. IT HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL. I LOVE ME TIME. I LOVE ME AND JESUS TIME. PRETTY SURE I GO TO CHURCH VIA ITUNES 10 TIMES A WEEK. PRETTY SURE I HAVE ALSO USED THE WORD "VIA" FAR TOO MANY TIMES. ENOUGH SAID.
