Showing posts from April, 2007

Pyromaniac: a person with a mania for setting things on fire

There have been at least 5 incidents of fire since James and I moved into our building one year ago. One of those fires involved a faulty halogen lamp, resulting in a completely gutted suite on the 5th floor. That one happened one week to the day that we moved into the building. It also happened to coincide with fire alarm inspection day, so the alarms were already going off periodically that day. When it continued to go off for some time, we thought nothing of it because it seemed like part of the routine procedure. It wasn’t till we smelled smoke on our floor that we decided to head outside just to be on the safe side.

That was the only fire that didn’t appear to be arson. At this point in time, however, given the nature of the rest of the fires, it would appear that we are living amongst an arsonist.
At least 3 fires have been set in the garbage chute in the past year. A few weeks ago, there was such a bad one that when we looked out our door, we saw smoke literally billowing…

Rise and shine, it’s a whole new day to explore!

I woke this morning to the bedroom door opening suddenly. I thought James was still in bed beside me, so you can imagine how hard my heart started pounding when I heard the creak of the door. But no, it was James, getting up before 6:30am on a Saturday morning.

I am always up by 6:30 on weekdays, so I look forward to my 2 days of sleeping in each weekend. James, on the other hand, usually wakes up slowly and isn’t up till between 7:30 and 8 during the week. Why he would want to get up earlier on the weekend is beyond me.

At first it really irked me because I couldn’t fall back asleep after that if my life depended on it, despite that I desperately wanted to. Since I’m used to getting up at that time, even though in my mind I knew I’d like to be sleeping again, my body just wasn’t going to allow me to rest any longer. I was going to hold a grudge against James but I decided not to. I called him back into the room, and after a few moments of grumping at him for waking me up so earl…

It's 11:11, So Make A Wish...

They say you’re not supposed to tell people your wish. That if you do, your wish will not come true. Let’s hope that in this case we are able to prove that theory wrong.

I wish for my life to begin.

Not that it hasn’t begun already – I have 27 years behind me and I don’t mean to downplay my time up till now. Each moment has helped to create the next, and I am grateful for each and every moment that I have lived so far.

But ending one chapter in life means another chapter must begin, and I feel that the limbo I’ve been in has got to end so that the next chapter can be created. I need the door to swing open, swoop me through, and let me explore new territory as the door slams shut behind me. I don’t want to turn back, I want to move forward.

I need direction, I need hope, I need something to believe in. Not in the sense of a ‘God.’ Perhaps more in the sense of…I don’t know…me?

I need to find myself. I need a path. I need a flashlight and a map. I want to rule my own world, conque…

New Blog

This is my 4th blog in 2 to 2 1/2 years. I've sort of lost track. I plan to keep this one going longer than the others. I've consistently blogged over the time I've had blogs, I've just never stuck to one long term. (I've had my reasons). I think I might be ready to now though. We'll see how it goes.

My previous blogs are out there somewhere, floating around in cyber space. It's nice to start fresh though, and I welcome you to my new little corner of the blog world :)