In the fairy tales a girl is always struggling with typical life situations until her prince charming shows up and of course he's the spitting image of all she ever dreamed of.  He's sweet, charming, agreeable, madly in love with her, rides a fantastic horse, dresses nice, and is of course, dreadfully handsome, right?  Then he sweeps her off her feet and they "live happily ever after".

What no one ever tells you about is that he had poor communication skills, he smelled funny a lot of the time, he didn't really care that much about her interests or her life goals or dreams, complained about her annoying habits and he just kept her around out of convenience perhaps.  When they got hitched they were all twitterpated and didn't know each other that well... heck, some people date four years and still don't know each other well enough.  Then a few months, a couple years down the road she wakes up and wonders what could have been had she not let those raging hormones think for her. 

Oh gloomy winter.  I really couldn't be more sick of it.  With it seem to freeze all my dreams and ambitions.  It could possibly account somewhat for my lack of desire to socialize or attend to my typical hobbies.  What if winter were strictly regulated and only permitted to occur 12 days out of the year rather than half the whole year?  They could be planned holidays so all the kids could get out of the school and play in the snow all day, make snowmen, etc.  And then the snow could stay in the ski resorts all year but never on the public roads and never on the windshields.  Then I'm sure we'd all love winter.  No gray skies that seem to last so dreadfully long, no icy killing cold weather every day- the climate can be cooler but the sun would still shine... *sigh... if only if only.

If I were to go crazy, would you still be there for me?  If you were to go crazy would I still be there for you?  How real is a friendship if it is only based on conditions?  What makes a person love someone else?  Usually it begins with personality, or similarity, sometimes kindness or generosity, other times being able to have fun together, or reasoning similarly.  Sometimes it is seemingly destined when found in family or the work place, or some find fast friends as roommates.  Occasionally a friendship is simply formed to avoid boredom or loneliness rather than out of shared commonalities.  My question then is, once the friendship has been stable and constant for some time, if something drastic occurs that changes what originally formed the friendship, will the friendship die?  If so is that because it wasn't a true friendship and was based on conditions?  If that's the case I think true friendships are a rarity in today's world.  People are friends because they fill a need for each other.  If that need ceases to be filled the friendship often fails.  Things aren't as simple as they were when I was a child.  As a kid, to be a friend all you have to do is say "hi" to a person and learn each others' names.  Nowadays it requires more because being older we have become more selfish and irritable. 

I realized today that everything- and I mean EVERYTHING- eventually changes.  Rocks crumble, metals rust or corrode, balloons pop or deflate, food rots, clouds blow over, rivers evaporate, mountains erode, stars fall, fires die, paint chips, tunnels end, shoes wear out, fabric rips and stains, we age and wrinkle, maps develop, things vanish, and friendships almost always eventually fade away. 
So what's to be done?  Sometimes I can't help but be angry at the world for being so weak and flimsy.  It just doesn't seem to hold up too well, and neither do any of the rest of us.  I want to bask in the comfort of yesterday, angry with today and tomorrow when they supposedly offer so many opportunities. 
The funny thing about all of this is that I of all people should be more than content.  I always thrive off change and variety more than others, am thrilled to move and meet new people, or take part in any new or strange experience... Perhaps it is because I am still running away from losing my yesterdays.

There's nothing like laughter.  I discovered this week that I make myself laugh various times a day.  It would be interesting for anyone watching me.  The dentist has been out of town traveling this week so there were a couple times I was in the office alone.  Now when I get enough alone time I become more silly than usual.  (Those who know me could attest that that can get scary.)  Imagine a nice front office, computers, reception area with magazines and radio in the background, I'm sitting behind the counter stuffing mailers.  Suddenly out of nowhere I start busting up laughing for no apparent reason.  *sigh*  I'm so glad no one sees that when it happens... how humiliating.  And sometimes I just...keep....laughing...

They say laughter is like a medicine and those who laugh more live longer, are healthier and less careworn.  Take children.  I think everyone could envy the relaxed and laid back nature of most kids.  Sometimes it seems nothing can bother them.  If you tell them the gas prices are high, or that the job market is bad they really won't care.  Sometimes they turn monotonous chores into a game, or can just enjoy the simplest things like bugs, shells, flowers, even things we would normally consider to be garbage.  They amuse themselves in simple ways, come up with their own bizarre games and on occasion you don't even know what they're laughing so hard for....sometimes even they don't know.

Oh my goodness!  It's only been ages since I've even looked at my blog...  Well, I'm back- at least tonight and with lots in my head.

So I was sitting in my favorite place on earth today when and elderly man (and one of my favorite people) asked me if I could see auras.  He explained what they were to me and that different colors had different meanings.
I honestly haven't heard much on them, but as for myself, rather than seeing an aura I think a person's personality shows through strong enough either in their eyes or face.  Sometimes you can look at a person and just tell that they are a sweet and kind person, others you can see that they are just playful and are the type to play jokes on others.  And then there are those that you can't really tell what they are like until they surprise you.  It's the kind that aren't very pleasant you really have to watch out for.
This week at work I received a call from this type of lady.  She had an unusual question about mail which I didn't have the answer to.  I simply told her my coworker could return her call, however, my caller didn't give me her phone number but proceeded in asking me a multitude of prying questions that had little or nothing to do with her original inquiry.  At length I finally asked her why she wanted to know but unfortunately this seemed to set her off and she snapped back wondering why it should be a secret.  The uncomfortable inquiries and my failure to respond as she desired left a very angry woman on the other end of the line.  Her voice gradually continued to raise causing my heart rate to go up as well.  I continued to be calm, trying to soothe the lady without becoming too angry with her at the same time.  I failed at various attempts to end the conversation and she refused to leave her number for my coworker to call back.  I referred to our website and in return she fired off that if she had a question I had no right to give a website.  Finally when she demanded that I stop being rude I simply told her I felt she must have been having a bad day and asked her what I could do to help her have a bad day.  I think she was silent for an entire minute... that's a VERY long time when you are waiting on the phone.  I began to wonder if she'd hung up and I hadn't noticed so I asked her again for her number.  She yelled that I didn't have to insult her like that and then abruptly hung up. 
Let me tell you.  Talking to people like that make your work day SO lovely.....  Um, no.  Not really.  I looked down and my hands were shaking and my head felt hot and heavy. 
So moral of the story- aura or no, just do your very best to avoid the rotten eggs of society.