Does a Title Have to Relate to the Subject?

You know how I have all my crazy, embarrassing, overly ambitious and incredible dreams?

Well, there are two of us now. There alway has been two of us, actually, but we've finally reunited.

I have to teach him everything I learned while we were apart.

If you've ever wanted to meet a blue eyed blonde haired male version of me, I can make that a reality for you.

In other news:

I've realized that full independence has to take baby steps. You wanna know a secret?

I care too much what my family thinks of me. While the desire for you all to be proud of me may not change, I won't let it hinder the process. I can't. My head is on good shoulders, and my shoulders carry a good head. How's that for putting a cliche into a blender? Not nearly as pretty but it makes for a good smoothie.

Anyway, rest assured, I am no failure.

And just incase you didn't know it, you all mean the world to me. But I'm awful with expressing that kind of thing.

Btw, did you know? Jesus is coming. It may be today.

Snow Globe

Day in, day out.

Day in, day out.

Day in, day out.

Another morning, another cup of coffee.

Another morning, another fight to find sustenance.

Another morning, another struggle to keep him happy.

The sun is in the sky, it's noon; avoid water cooler gossip, eat leftovers.

The sun is in the sky, it's noon; avoid glass and needles while foraging the dumpster.

The sun is in the sky, it's noon; avoid his fists, avoid his rage.

Good night moon, I hope my dreams are better than my life.

Good night moon, I hope I don't freeze to death by the morning.

Good night moon, I hope he comes home sober.

Somewhere, clouds are gathering.

TBC

Communication

I had a revelation in the shower, and yes, the fact that I was in the shower is very pertinent. (It really wasn't, I'm just giving you some uncomfortable images to set the stage with.)

OMG! I just realized that the acronym of my blog title is MALL!

:/

Back to the matter at hand:

I've always had a bit of trouble communicating my thoughts. In the shower, while performing my sudsy magic, it dawned on me, and this is something I should have realized a while ago, but better late than never... My thoughts are composed of essentially two things: Invisible dialogue (E.G. Feelings and emotions.) and actual sentences. The majority of the time I'm conversing with my invisible dialogue. I can think through many sentences and concepts without ever putting them into an understandable format, and I'll occasionally chime in with a real sentence, though they are often fragmented. This only becomes an issue when trying to relate my thoughts to other people.

Now that I've identified the issue, I can remedy it. I've begun to put effort into thinking in full sentences, ones that could be comprehended by someone who was not privy to my inner thoughts. This has proven to be exhausting, but thoroughly rewarding. I am confident that once I've made a habit out of this, my interpersonal communication skills will improve dramatically.

It is also very possible that I will blog more frequently, it's a good exercise for working on this. Translating my inner thoughts into completely coherent sentences is a lot of work for me. Which is fascinating, as it probably comes very naturally to others.

If I am very successful, you'll soon see that I am not nearly as retarded as you've so often thought me to be.

I look forward to watching this unfold.