R & R At A Friend's

This weekend has been a very nice change of pace for me. I've been staying at a dear friend of mine's since Friday and we've been having a blast!

Chinese food last night, lazy Saturday morning... And then we had quite a bit of fun over at the local mall this afternoon!

Now it's just us kicking back in the livingroom, eating skittles and playing with the cats. Very relaxing and oh-so-enjoyable!

If only we had pie to go with the series we're watching!

Photo Friday - Orchard Row

My Means Of Getting To Work Last Year...

Was pretty awesome!

Goal Charts Part One!

I believe for everyone to be consciously successful in life and alert to their actions and what they are working towards they need to have a goal chart. There are many books that I've read that advise for the use of goal charts and I support them entirely.

In fact, a goal chart was what helped me get myself to the Bay Area in the first place.

In my opinion, rarely ever can you get too in depth with a goal chart. You can write down the smallest detail you can think of and it doesn't hurt a thing. The only trouble you might run into is that you might not be able to fulfill your goal chart to its entirety.

Usually people aren't in depth enough and that's why they don't work!

For example... You can't just say...

"One day I will be a millionaire!"

You have to chart out how you'll get there! What you need to do and how you're going to do it! Turn that "One day" into a "By 2020" and then go through how much you'd need to make each and every year to become a millionaire. Then go down to each month. Then figure out what you'd like to do in order to become a millionaire. Each detail is so very important. And wouldn't you agree that just leaving it at "One day I will be a millionaire" is a bit intimidating?

We all want to think we'll have the big bucks one day. What makes you different is having a plan to make it there and taking the steps to implement that plan.

More on this rant tomorrow!

The Old Woman

Reeeeaaaaally old writing!

10/31/11

The old woman bowed her head courteously and the young gentleman did the same. She turned, reaching thin, tired limbs out to the bulky coffee door. The young man came forward and held it open as she walked on through. In fact, he could have taken the door off its very hinges for the energy his heart beat within.

Two skips forward and he too was out the door and on the cold afternoon pavement. As he began his way to the job he was no longer willing to accept he felt one last urge to turn and wave to the woman. She too, was looking his way and gave one more warm hearted smile. Her bony hand came up and waved him off and his spirit swelled in his chest once again.

And the brakes of transit bus 105 began to screech as the old woman stepped out and onto the black wave of gravel road. The young sir stared at those calm, collected eyes as they were swept away and people let out cries of terror and surprise. He watched as the bus jerked to a standstill and the body rolled out from beneath. The blood was just as she’d described her favorite ruby chrysanthemums and he raced to her side instinctively.

As people gathered round, the bus driver went into a panic and calls were made to 911 the young man set his brown leather case down, took off his worn hat and cradled her paper hand as a grandchild would on his grandparent’s deathbed. Of course, she was already gone, but her calm and cool expression remained ever visible. He stared into her sea-blue eyes once more and cried.

Light

How Strange...

I found this in the bathroom stall of a local dollar store... 

I have a friend named "Sanya".

Perhaps she's made the very long trek to Cali to come see me?

And has met her true love in the process?

...

I must find this Gilbert and have a talk with him.