I'll tell you, whether you asked or not.
It's weird to be in your bed in a condo on the beach at 12:25 in the morning writing a blog. It's weird having to stay up when you're absolutely exhausted, trying to figure out why your soul won't let you sleep.
What is it that needs to be expressed so urgently that sleep must be postponed?
Whatever it is, it had better be worth it once it gets here.
Tonight was an existential night.
Jackson would be so proud of me for using that word.
But the weirdest part is that it shouldn't be, because we drove to Orlando from near Tampa to see the Blue Man Group and their amazing randomness and talent and ate at Bubba Gump, one of the most random restaurants ever established. Tonight was filled with fun and laughter and randomness. It was amazing.
But something happens when it's dark and quiet, and you put in your headphones and listen to soft music on your iPod.
"My Love" by Sia.
It's from the Eclipse soundtrack. Yeah, I'm a dork, but this song is beautiful.
I don't even know what it's about yet, and it's incredible.
Listen to it and you'll see what I mean.
But now I have nothing to say.
There's so much going on in my head that I can't sleep, and yet I can't type out all that my brain is buzzing about.
Ugh, I'll just type something good anyway.
Life is short.
I don't know if you realize that, or if you've thought about it recently, but it is.
Life is short, precious, and it's the only one you've got.
Sometimes it takes gazing out across the ocean or staring up at the night sky, but you need to be reminded of how small you are.
It's so intimidating and yet so beautiful to fully embrace.
Think about it.
Take a few minutes and just breathe in and out and realize it.
Crazy isn't it?
I think a vacation was exactly what I needed.