Right Round baby Right Round

Circles are ugly when you realize when you end you are right back where you started.

Circles are beutiful when you realize how far you have come and what you have achieved when you get back to where you had first started.

but what about ten circles?

ten circles are... or more like becomes a rollercoaster of emotions while listening to dashboard twice.

ten circles and you can share your tears and frustrations with a complete stranger with one look of hope made ten times ten feet away on an average of every four minutes. to make a long story short; when the sign going into o'hare says "PARKING KEEP LEFT" and "ARRIVALS KEEP RIGHT" keep left and never look back. don't be a fool. go inside to meet your arrival at the gate or at least the luggage claim and who knows? you might even get a hug. just think twice before you circle and remember... YOU CIRCLE. YOU DRIVE. YOU LOSE.

that was lame, but there is no one to tell me that so it stays. am i making sence? of course not. i am on a no sence rampage in hopes i'll fall asleep from rereading what i just wrote. but, oh no, that is not going to work.

amia is back in town. and i must say she is the most beautiful baby. she was sleeping on my shoulder this afternoon and, well, i am no good with words, no good with stories, and no good with sleeping, but.....

amia+sleeping+my shoulder= me the happiest content most heart melted aunt there EVER was. yeah, that's right EVER. now do you understand how i felt? really i should talk like that when trying to you know..."talk". anya+bored+latenight=stupid post. anya+nex tyear=excitedly scared. circles+constant motion=drive away with person halfway in car.

you spin me.

right round.

baby.

right round.