food for thought

i haven't run in weeks. it's ridiculous. better things to do. not sure how i will survive what will surely be a thirteen hour tour. things are good. i haven't written in a while... not because i don't have anything to say. just simmering. my professor in college would say, "I need to let that cook a while..." what he meant was... be slow to speak. it's a good thing. it helps me process my thoughts. sometimes i'm so slow to speak, i can't even get the words out. sometimes those thoughts get overcooked. dry. crispy. crunchy. apparently i have quite a fan following. people from all over the globe, i mean greenwood who tune in to these ramblings for wisdom and enlightenment. it's a lot of pressure. i probably learn new things about myself every day, but seldom do i remember those lessons. i almost killed the easter bunny yesterday. driving too fast. i still want goats. or some sort of livestock. an animal. but one i can catch... something slower than me. that shouldn't be too hard to find. sunday is easter. i will spend it with family and family. i'm looking forward to it. the giant woodpecker came to my tree again last night. i'm feeding him well. turns out when you nourish something with goodness... it wants to return. speak... do... live... goodness. woodpeckers will be attracted to you.