I was driving today, not really knowing where I was going, just going. I decided to head home, but then got side-tracked into the mall. I was driving through the parking lot, looking around, and realized I really didn't want to go to the mall. So I spent another 5 minutes trying to get back on my way. It might have been a waste of time, except I didn't know it wasn't what I wanted until after I tried it.
Kinda like when me and Kelsey grew mustaches. We didn't know until after that it just wasn't our look.
Last summer when I was living in Texas, I played a lot of Dr. Mario. The pills, or pieces, fell constantly. I didn't have a choice in their colors or their order, I just had to choose what to do with them. Sometimes they fell into place perfectly -- the timing, the color combination, everything was perfect. Other times I'd get blue and red after blue and red and all I needed was a yellow. But in the end I got my yellow and I appreciated it that much more.
Cupcakes are really good. After work today I went and got one. I thought it'd be fun to go alone and enjoy the solitude. I was wrong. I don't like being alone nearly as much any more. The novelty of independence has worn off after four years. The cupcake still tasted good though, there's no denying that.