Things I'm pondering momentarily.

1. My cat. I made the poor decision to take on the responsibility of another life last November. This other life went from extreme cuteness at about 6 wks old...

...to whatever I would call him now. Which the majority of the time is a string of profanities. Fine. I like him sometimes. But I'd like to fast-forward him at least three yrs so that he's well into the mature, lazy stage where he doesn't keep me up all night and my vet is telling me that he's getting too fat. I should have adopted an adult cat. Cuteness=way over-rated.

2. Yoga. I started doing yoga on Sunday. This is a bit of a phenomenon as I am the classic example of the meat-eating douche that hates yoga. I went to one class at my old gym and thought it was the worst thing ever. Read: hippies and talking about loving yourself...not so much my style. But I tried Corepower and in one class they made me a believer. As a person with pretty intense anxiety about, ohhh, everything, I'm pretty sure that class is the first time I've actually relaxed in years. I did my second class tonight. Yep. It is good. I feel human.

3. Princess. I just want everyone to know, that in my place of work, we have a temp who's given name, on her birth certificate, is Princess Star. PRINCESS STAR. That's something I would have named a pony when I was four yrs old.

4. Spring FEVER. Or summer fever? There was a noticeable difference in the trees today in Denver, Colorado. And throughout the day, it went from cloudy to sunny to hail and thunder and back to sunny again with some amazing clouds. The clouds have really been unbelievable lately. The other day, there was a thunderhead, or a cumulonimbus cloud if you want to get specific here, that spanned the majority of the sky east of Denver. HUUUGE. That is huge. And if you havent been to Denver, the skies are big out here. Real big. It was really beautiful. I do love this city. So much.

5. A fever of a different kind. With summer in the air, I always catch a bit of the bug to GO. In college, I'd start mentally gearing up for finals and then the break and all the craziness that would go down there. Summer camp. Polo. Boozehounding. Whatever. I love to move and shake, and I've got the eternal problem of ants-in-the-pants. But I'm doing my best to quell every desire to shake loose of everything and turn it all upside down. It's hard for me. Anyone who knows me well knows that I'm not great at staying put. And that I can pull a serious wild card now and then. I live in the suspense of myself. That is probably why I need to keep doing yoga. Moving on.

6. Quarter Life Crisis. It comes and goes. Some days are up. Some days are down. I read that a mid-life crisis is not a crisis at all, but the expanding awareness of one's own mortality. Well, if that's the case, then I've been in a mid-life crisis since losing my dad to cancer at 15 yrs old. But I'm sure in a way that is exactly what I'm dealing with in all of this. The knowledge that I'm not guaranteed 100 years on the planet. Or 45, as in the case of my dad. Or even the next day. I have the urge to constantly be sinking my teeth into life and pulling everything that I can out of it. But I think I've gotten lost in that concept and that part of the resolution to the conflict may be to prepare myself for the best of scenarios. Rather than pull wild-card Nicole and cannonball into my pool of instant gratification. Patience...it's a virtue. I have nearly none of it. We're gonna work on that. All one of us.

7. Consistency. I get really good at writing for awhile. Then, my schedule goes buckwild and between work, sleep, comedy, and maintaining any level of social relationships, well, writing goes out the window. I'm getting back on board this wk. It's in my planner. Sort of.

8. Sleep. I'm seriously lacking it. To bed I go.