One of these days I may get everything right. All I know right now is that everything is a jumbled up mess. A mess in my home, a mess in my life, and especially a mess in my thought processes. I suppose I will tell what’s in my thoughts in the order that they come to me, though I warn you that not much of it will make sense.
To be truthfully honest, I am so tired of this royal wedding fever. I mean, people get married all the time! Okay, so royalty doesn’t get married all the time; I understand all of that. At first it was nice to have a little bed of roses away from the toils of life that have become high gas prices, trouble in Libya, the earthquake/tsunami in Japan, the attack on South Korea, America’s huge budget deficit, and the slowly recovering economy. It seemed like Murphy was making some overtime runs this year. But then the announcement came. FINALLY, a break from all of the gloomy madness! But then the madness soon channeled from all of the bad things going on into all of the wonderful cheeriness and whatnot of the royal wedding. Then it became an obsession. And now I’m sitting here kinda wishing that the world would hurry and wake up. Though I suppose that it will all die down a month or so after the “I do”s, I still feel as though this intended “break” from reality will only snap us back into real life harder and faster than we’re ready for once it’s over. But then again, who *really* cares what I think?
-Alya Songstress
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