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Blipping In Bed On A Saturday Night

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I'm just not in the mood, you know? You know. Sometimes you just don't want to.

No, I'm not talking about sex, although I could see how you might have thought that, seeing as how I'm being so fecking vague.

Specifically, I'm not in the mood to do anything at all. Black and white photographs of bridges are suddenly terribly poignant.

The world tired me out so much today with all its heavinesss and shoutiness this afternoon that I nearly fell asleep walking home. I was with a friend, and one moment we were crossing the street, and then everything disappeared for a few moments, or at least it must have, because suddenly I felt like I had just woken up mid-step on the other side of the street. I was delivered out of the black and back onto the street just like that. My feet seemed to know what they were doing, anyway.

So, as an alternative to seeing that sodden mess we agree to call reality, I am sitting in bed listening to nostalgic reruns of my teenage and early twenties mixed tapes on Blip.fm. Shut up. This is not pathetic. It's healthy as all hell.

What put me here? I'm blaming my bloody mercurial constitution. Not to worry, though. I've got some pizza and salad to put my remaining energies into, and I also have a cat to coddle after an unfortunate, accidental punching incident this morning.

Hey, I've got an idea. My brain is highly opposed to thinking at the moment, and I've run out of songs to listen to. What did you listen to during your formative years?

Hit me in the comments. I'm itchy to blip.

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