Musketeers

Okay. So I'm having "a night." Where the creative juices are mixing and swirling but don't want to come together to make the whole...to determine a flavor. How is it that all day my mind has been flowing with ideas for this and that plot in this and that story but I get home and ZILCH. NADA. ZIP. I take out my notes and I can't organize anything. Not one single paragraph. Not even a single complete sentence. Too much going on, short stuff. I think that's what it is....I just got too much up in this noggin of mine. I can feel it. Feel the spark coming to the end of it's line and I think I'm going to explode soon. And I'm not too sure it's going to be a "good" explosion. I'm either going to implode with the most genius idea ever and it'll be riveting or I'll burst out with nothing compelling and it'll be just crap work, worth........well,worth crap. My emotions are running high and thin. My thoughts are all over the place. And I just feel fatigued (cuz you're up at the butt crack of dawn, missy, trying to be a genius, ya non-genius person!!). SO, when I run out of ideas and I'm feeling like a worthless piece of shitake mushroom, what do I do? Watch a movie or read/write in my journal. I did both tonight! Yep, MAJOR writer's block.

So the movie tonight? Beaches with Bette Midler. I have never seen it before. And I will just say this: I'll be sure to lay on heavy with the eye makeup tomorrow because these big, round orbs are looking like puff balls right now. And it'll be worse in the morning, I assure you. And of course, after seeing a movie like this, it made me think of all my wonderful best friends. Yes, I have more than one because I'm fantabulous like that (in my mind I am and that's all that matters, you judgmental unknowns<--and I love that it's spelled with "mental" in this word; appropriate, don't ya think?). Yes, my friends. The best of the best. My three musketeers. I don't have the luxury of knowing friends from kindergarten and on. Moving around with dad in the military didn't give us much time to make and keep friends. But I have three awesome ladies that I've kept in touch with through the years since high school and on. And if you look at my phone and stalk my Facebook, these three ladies never stop "bothering" me!! They are namely, Rhaissa, Kimberly, and Savannah. Oh em gee, yes I did. I NAMED them. Because when I watched this movie, they were the first three that popped in my head. They are my Hilary's and CC's. We don't always agree. We are not at all alike...not too much. We all live super different lives. But boy these girls make me laugh, cry, rejoice, drive me nuts, and are always around. I can't get rid of them! Sheesh! Because I wouldn't choose to anyway. Ugh BEST FRIENDS...that's such a high school thing. Ah, but you don't understand. These ladies. They know me frontwards and backwards. They know my moods. My cycles. My hibernation periods. They know my imperfections. They know my thought patterns. They laugh at my idiocy. They lay it on thick with reality checks. They support and caution. They advise. They have been with me through the roughest parts of my life and I can truly count on them. And that is a serious, truthful, honest FACT. I can count on them. If they were to disappear from my life, it would certainly be palpable. Irreplaceable and entirely very important people. They are fabulous. They are their own people regardless of careers, educational backgrounds, social status, Facebook/Twitter status etc etc. And they pray for me! We all have such varying religious backgrounds and upbringing but if I ask for a prayer, I KNOW without any doubt, my name will have escaped their lips in prayer. I think sometimes before I even ask. I am grateful for them. And I will never let them out of my life, if I can help it.

Well I hope that will suffice the writer's block. Better luck tomorrow night. Although, I feel super content with this entry. Yes, I read over it and it puts a smile on my face. Here's to my Three Musketeers! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVE you...after all, we're friends!!!