A Slew of Thoughts, And This is the One That I Snagged to Expand On

In all the crazy that is daily life, I often wonder how I can consider myself sane whenever I take on something new. Or even just something more. Ah, but I've been looking at things from the wrong side of the glass all this time, as I've come to understand that sanity is something no seriously active person will ever experience. Off center, and colorful is exactly how I want my life to be.

Sure, like I would claim any different. I mean, it's not like the name of this blog - and everything I've written here would be a sham if I suddenly was desperate to be seen as sane or normal, or lamenting about how I wish I were normal. I'm fairly certain I was born with a lack of desire to conform, at least for the most part. Different, insane, crazy, odd...no matter how it comes across, my life and the way I live it can't ever be called boring.

Sometimes I think that my life before kids was less...unpredictable, and while having less responsibility might make it seem that way in reflection, it just takes reminding myself that I hadn't even realized a tenth of the possible experiences life had to offer back then. Well, that, and the fact that memory is selective. What we remember, and how we choose to remember are based on the influences around us at the time we recall them. I rather enjoy the mayhem that is woven into most of my days now.

In the two seconds before I refocus my energy when my routine is jostled, I stress about how I'm going to make it all work. Two seconds. That is typically the length of time that I spend allowing negative energy to lead my thoughts and attitude, and just sitting back and owning that feels amazing. There are still those times when I let the feeling of being overwhelmed by stress hang around for awhile, but they are quite few and far between. Rather than beat myself up over those times, I choose to think of those moments as a vivid reminder of the life I shed; something that keeps me from ever sliding back into that world of misery.

So bring on the upheaval of a new routine that involves conscious dietary consideration in a manner I have never approached before, diligent exploitation of every muscle this body has as I build a fitter version of me, and all the unpredictability of challenging firsts that are sure to be lined up along the way. I see no reason to stop at achieving a healthier mind, and more positive soul. Every shining light deserves a flattering fixture.