And the Thunder Rolls

I sit in my bed tonight at the firehouse typing. I feel like a candle at a ten year old’s birthday as I can hear the wind blowing against the tin roof that lays directly above my bed. For some reason tonight, there are tiles missing in what should be my ceiling so the rain, the thunder, the wind…the storm is so much closer than usual.

On the up & up…its getting warm here. Oh, and I’m not a tota lloss at electronics, I finally got my ipod to get the songs on it. I blame the ipod. Why? Cause who’s gonna stop me? None-the-less (listening to The Killers), I am trying to organize the medical situation at our department. I guess that’s one way to put off what I really should be doing… improving myself.

There are so many things right now that I want for myself. Where to start?
I need to work on certifications (Oooh… My Sharona!) both fire and medical, and that’s a means to an end. I need to get a job back home so I can start a life. I want to write a book…always, who doesn’t. I think I have a do-able concept, but I’ll need help. I’ll fill yall in later. I want to start a non-profit organization, I want to go back to school and get my MS as a Phycician’s Asst., oh yeah and somewhere in there sneek in time to have time to love and apprieciate my family and friends. Oh, and fairy godmother, if I’m good, can I meet someone who I can share all these things with?????

Sick!

Well, despite all my trivial wants and needs the world moves on without me, or with me. My mom lately has said to me let life happen… and the thunder rolls.