Double Quote Day

"I like not only to be loved, but to be told I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave." ~ George Eliot

"The walls we build up around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy." ~ Jim Rohn

     I don't really know why I use all these quotes in my posts. I guess maybe it's nice to know that someone out there had the same thoughts I have. In any case, thought these two summed up my mood tonight. Do you ever have one of those situations where you want desperately to talk to someone but you're too proud to make the first move because... well... you always make the first move and you're tired of having to do all the work? You want someone to chase after you for once? Does that make any sense? I don't know. I don't understand the laws of socialization. I just play pretend and act like I know what I'm doing. Shh. Don't tell anyone.

     Managed to set a goal and accomplish it today. Set out to make three necklaces today, and not only finished those necklaces, but also made a bracelet. Yay for me. Though it's probably mostly because no one was around to talk to me and I didn't want to sit and think about anything. I really hate thinking. It's exhausting and just ruins my mood.

     I've suddenly rediscovered my fondness for Chicago. The band that is, not the place or the musical. Saw them in concert once with Earth, Wind, and Fire. Good stuff. It was an ex-boyfriend who first turned me on to Chicago, and I haven't stopped listening to them since then. That was... eight years ago? Maybe nine? Jeez. But anyway... my point is that I seem to listen to Chicago with increasing frequency whenever I'm feeling emotional. That hasn't happened in a long time. These emotion things are kind of foreign. Oh well. Still, really good music.

     In other music-related news... I miss ballroom dancing. I took two classes during college, and now I suddenly feel like a nice tango... or maybe a waltz... Whatever. Watching Hairspray last night didn't help. I envy John Travolta's ability to dance like a maniac in a fatsuit and heels. On that note, I'm going to stop writing now before I make someone's head explode. Good night, and good luck.