NOLA

Here's a wonderful quote by Chris Rose that truly describes a person from New Orleans.
" We dance when there is no music. We drink at funerals. We talk too much and live to large and, frankly, we're suspicious of others who don't."

Yes, No, Maybe?

Decisions, Decisions? Life is full of them. I guess if I could see the world in only black and white, that would make everything easier. My life is full of gray. I guess that's why depression is so easy for me to come by. Plus I tend to be a little bit of a perfectionist and I don't want to make the wrong decision. How do I free myself from procrastinating to make decisions and how do I follow through with the decisions that I make? Each decision for me is like getting up on a diving board. I could stand their for hours looking at the water below or turning my head back to the ladder for which I came until someone yells at me to jump or get off. I tend to go back down the ladder and face the fear another day. My inner voice declares NO MORE, I shall jump into the water each time kicking and screaming but no longer retreating. Now I guess it's time to see if my inner voice can make my body jump.

Crazy is being stuck in a parking garage for 3 hours. Why did I ever think going to a place with a million other people at the same time was a good idea? It must have been the Saints euphoria. All I can say is after 3 hours, the euphoria is gone. Screw dat!