No Time Like Tomorrow ...

 Ever since learning that the younger crowd find the use of the ellipses inappropriate, that's all I want ... to ... do ... 

So, I was browsing through the library of Blogger pics I've used over the years in assorted blogs, and saw this:

It's not every day someone gives you a cup of dirt as a gift, and it's also probably not every day that you would LOVE a cup of dirt as a gift, but this particular cup of dirt was one of the best gifts I've ever received. Why? Because my Beloved was driving through Arizona, many, many, many, MANY moons ago, in the Painted Desert area, and knew that I wanted to be there (here). This was to remind me that we WOULD be there eventually. And here we are. 

The cup eventually had enough, so I transferred the red dirt to a Ziploc bag. I want to say it came with us in the move, but I'm not 10,000% certain because there are still some boxes in the closet that I have yet to unpack. But I will never forget being able to touch that anytime I was really longing to be HERE. 

It's the little things that sometimes have the biggest meaning. 

Then I saw this, and realized we NEVER have to see or feel this kind of weather again unless we want to! YAY us! 

Gotta love the old-school special effects, right?

And from the Really Deep Thoughts category, there's this ... 

I had this epiphany (a very rare thing indeed from my brain) ... You see the scale of the clouds versus the scale of the Catalinas below (past the house there). It's all about perception. As enormous as the mountains definitely are, that span of clouds could have completely enveloped that massive rock formation. However, one of those things is solid, and one of those things is everchanging and not at all permanent. Much like worries, problems, and drama. When those clouds dissipate, what lies beneath is what matters. The mountain is most assuredly me. Those troubles seem so overwhelming. They seem so absolutely insurmountable. Yet, they are not, and what is solid and real and powerful, is me, or you, or whomever. So, yeah ... Just remember this: Troubles are fleeting. You are not. 

And if I needed proof of this theory, then all I have to do is review the past week. Last time I wrote, I was going on about giving up the keto because it wasn't working. Yet, I still had keto foods left to eat, so I just ate them, and lived life, and also had half of the worst fast-food sammich I have ever consumed, I think (except Jack in the Box, which don't even ...). I pretty much was just in a mood and said "Fuck it." 

I don't know why or how, but I somehow managed to get back into peetosis, and lost nearly five pounds this week, and that was with consuming that horrid foodstuff, along with fried onions. 

I guess it falls under the category of "You get what you think about, whether you want it or not," and when I stopped obsessing, things happened. 

And THAT is why I'm not too keen on tracking things because whilst you can't manage what you don't measure, you can also drive yourself batshit and lose sight of what's truly important. 

When it comes to worrying and obsessing and overthinking, one thing is certain - tomorrow always shows up (until it doesn't, but at that point, you won't care anymore). There's always a new opportunity to do things differently, to be better, to be kinder, and to wake the fuck up. 

Just do it, whenever, however, whyever.