Twilight

I was side-tracked by Nickelback, but as I listened to the Audio book Twilight, ok crud, let me write down this old song before I get started:

Its the sunrise of my life.
It's the dawn of yet to be for me.
It's a time for reaching high.

ok, that's it, I just had to type that so it didn't bother me anymore.

I have been contemplating alot of things, te one I wish to verbalize, on the internet, has to do with Matt Smith. Probably, I ought to keep it to myself, but the novel had a way of letting you in on "omnicient secerets" then coyly saying that they spoke otherwise, it was mostly because Edward Cullen could read her thoughts anyway, so acting did no good.

ok, I act like I do not care much for him, and have only loved him as a friend, when I actually could have done otherwise. Now, I will tell the magical story of how I found him the second time. Though each time was magical!

ok, I worked at Pizza hut in Corinth and my boss wanted to do a "food swap" with China Palace. ok, let me explain, this is as it sounds. two corporations who sell food make a deal and exchange food with eachother. This is a thing greatly appreciated by employees. ok, Matt, had worked there during college, and my heart raced to think of him actually being there. I went into the cooler to say a little prayer, and it dawned on me to mention his name to my employer. he asked about Matt and was told that he had left. this bewildered me because he was supposedly going to marry a girl who lived in Corith and got him the job, I think. oh well.

I was fillipantly told that he moved to Memphis, so I called my best friend, LeAnne Smith and told her the news. I was not sure how she would take the news, but she agreed to call directory assistance for me. she asked his name, and strangely, i remembered his full name, which is not typical. anyway, she found his number and arranged to meet up with him at some strange parkinglot, err gas station. so off we went and the rest is history. lots of kickers I really ought to have included, like that he moved to Oxford after I left and is now in Nashville. oh, he is a hoot.

I lost him again shortly after his birthday when he went to go live with his best friend's girlfriend, Jackie, in Austin, TX.

thought are flooding in faster than I could possibly record them, sorry. My fingers cannot keep up with my thoughts since the stint in the hospital, as I will call it. I can type with mt right hand. on TV a guy asked, are you right handed. answer was yes, then the interrogator beat his hand with a baseball bat and said, "It's a shame. Guess you're going to have to learn to use your left hand."

anyway, I have gained insight here that will allow me to be happy now, when I wouldn'y have before. my question was: What's good enough for now might not be good enough forever. a thought inspired by the book/movie Twilight.

I admit to understand Bella all to well. I too have felt that in love and loved washington, and been uprooted, and to seattle and port Orchard, another story for another time. I'm seeing potential chapters here.

ok, I better go get my stuff done.