I have many of the same feelings as you do about painting a home. I know I could be so focused on the task, that I fail to see a little bit of the beauty of the home that I have aspired to build. I will often end up doing just what I feel like I shouldn’t be doing when I start the project. I should have been thinking about the design of the home that I am planning to paint or maybe the colors I want to choose.
Yes, that’s true. Let’s take a moment to look at the beautiful, yet ugly, home that we are all responsible for.
I can’t help but think of a time when I was in my early years of marriage. I was in a relationship with a very beautiful wife. One day she decided to go out shopping and was just in her usual flow of being an awesome woman. It was just a normal day in the life of one of the girls in the neighborhood, and I was just sitting there watching her, having a good time. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
That’s when our story begins.
I went to the door and opened it to find a very drunk ex girlfriend. My wife was there, and it was time to start the inevitable end of our relationship. I then went back to my room and threw up for the rest of the day. This was my first time doing this, but I thought it was all worth it.
Not only did I take a day off from work, but I also took a few days off from the blog, and while I do that I also took a few days off from the ex-girlfriend blog. I started not blogging at all for a couple of months, as I was finding it to be rather difficult to keep the blog going past the first posts.
A few days I spent in a strange location and had just entered the island. It was very surreal to be in this situation. I think the person inside the island was very well versed in the details of the island. I was very close to the person who was in the island, but I didn’t know where I was going. I had not spent a day in a different place since I was just wandering around.
On a similar note, the person behind the island has said that she has come from another time, but she and Colt are now on the same place. A strange place, but I guess its still better than being inside a time loop.
That sounds like a time loop, but it isn’t. It’s a time loop in which you’re still in a place you knew was a place you knew you were, but you didn’t know where you were. It’s like a time loop in which you’re stuck in a time loop in which you’re not. The “time loop” thing reminds me of that quote by Isaac Asimov, “You can’t go home again.
I always think that time loops are like, “Hey, I’m stuck in a loop that I don’t know if I can fix, but if I can I’ll make it better.” I thought I understood the concept of time loops and that theyre not exactly like that, but I didnt really. I just knew that if I could just go back and fix my mistakes, that I would be able to move forward.