Monday, January 30, 2012

Playing Catch-up...

Definitely have not been keeping up on here. I guess I just haven't had much going on to write about, or not enough in one day to really get me to thinking. What ever the reason, I am posting something now :)

     Life in general has been going pretty well. For those that do not know, and I do not remember if I already said this in a previous post, but I have yet again changed my major to Psychology. Yep!! Gonna start reading people's minds, or read them more than I do now. With that being said, this is my final semester at Hinds, and then I am going to transfer to the University of Southern Ms. Here I come Aunt Nancy!! Work is still going well, and hopefully with this move my place of employment will transfer me over too. Lord knows it will be a great help to arrive and already have a job in place.
     Aside from my full time schooling and part time working, I have been trying to tone. There seems to be a lot of dieting going around (Which I applaud those who are doing it!!) and a quite a bit of muscle building, but seeing as losing weight would do me more harm than good, and benching 220 would not help me accomplish much, I figure why not tone my muscles, build up endurance, and release stress all at once? You will probably laugh at me, or roll your eyes, but I have taken up yoga. And I enjoy the heck out of it! (Thanks mom!) I can finally touch my toes without the back of my legs crying out in pain and agony, and I haven't had a mental break down lately. I am one hundred percent serious on this. Each life is different, with their different problems and situations, and mine is no exception. Of course, I kind of enjoy the challenge. How else do you get stronger if not from working at it and not giving up because it hurts too much. There is too much of that going around. I for one am not going to add to the cacophony of whining and whimpering, at least not very often. Hey, I am only human.
    Aside from all of that, I have been spending time with Sara and my new friend Davy while I wait for the next couple of months to end. God knows my heart and knows I want my men home NOW.

   That should just about wrap it up for the time being.
 Until next time,
                      Nomers

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

In the air...

I have the strongest urge to write, but what is there to write? I could write about how leaving a place hurts, no matter how long you are there whether it be a few days or a few decades. I could write about the pain that flows through your body when you find yourself surrounded by 100 soldiers, all leaving their families to go back over seas. I could write about how the sea of lights spread out to the edge of nights world at 27 thousand feet in the air. Maybe I could write about the reluctance to lend out your one pen to a girl that has thoughts flooding her mind, even for the hour left in the flight. There is the option to jot down the webs of feelings floating around the bubbles of thought in my mind. Emotions of peace, joy, sadness, sorrow, loneliness, accomplishment. Maybe the sense of accomplishment after taking another step in life on your own.

As I am writing this, I am sitting on a plane, halfway back to Jackson. I am looking out the window, torn between keeping the blind up or yanking it down. Outside, everything is black which brings out the yellows and oranges of street lights and buildings quite nicely. On the ground, you don't think of houses being withing a 20 mile radius of you at all times. When you drive for 2 hours down a road bordered by trees the entire way, you do not think of the cul-de-sacs that could be just a few minutes drive to the left of right. Up here in the air, there are lights everywhere. The only places where no lights are present, bodies of water are found. I can not help but think of all of the people down there, about the sheer number of people, and how, no matter how many different places you go, you will never find everyone in one, much less several, lifetimes. Makes me wonder how many people in that large group actually think of the rest of the population living in that single twenty mile radius.

If I look straight out, just ahead, even in the darkness you can see where the sky starts and where our planet begins. My eyes have to strain, but I can just make out the few bright ones shining. What if it was all turned over? The lights on the ground become stars, and the few bright planets become towns or small local grocery stores? Could you imagine? Maybe that will be what I write about. A night sky full of orange and yellow lights while the planet below is dotted with the occasional white light. No streets, no factories, no empty lots lit up with the sickly white buzzing lights of reality.

We will see.


~Nomers