You Never Know When or Where A Bolt of Lightning Will Hit; PLUS Week in Review

While I was driving today, like a bolt of lightning I started receiving pure intelligence flowing into my brain, communicating to me the topics for about 10-12 additional blog posts. I ripped off a page of the route manifest in a fury and scribbled down the knowledge being sent me. Up until this informational revelation, I had been wandering around this blog wilderness like a weary desert traveler. I would stumble upon the occasional rhetorical oasis amidst days of incoherent wandering. On many days, my withered fingers would posture reluctantly at the keys while my parched eyes gazed into the electro-luminous screen, searching the void of pixels for any shred of meaning that I might possibly distill and gather but a few drops of sweet, blogging nectar. The incomprehensible horror of this endless stupor I took as a mirage—what to do but wait another day for my muse to recover herself.

But now I found, as it were, an old abandoned well in a ghost town, offering me a fresh new source of ideas. So I hereby announce the beginning of a new era for this humble blog, eclipsing the previous era of mediocrity and emerging into the light of a new day, head held high. I pledge to myself, to this blog, and most importantly to my scant readers, to layout this fresh new stream of data in the form of a new post everyday. At the very least, I hope this to last for about 10-12 more days, to flesh out the original outpouring of ideas. My fervent desire is that this plan will serve to prime the pump, and tap into an even longer reserve of endless days of blogging, until we reach that yet-hoped-for day-when-no-blogging-is-to-be-done.

Oh, where to begin? Shall it be the love letter to all the girls I've loved, the rant on goal-setting, the universe that is concealed in the word "No", or my week in review?

Yes, today it shall be my week in review, which I by this motion proclaim to write every Monday from henceforth, but I'll let some of those other topics tease you. For this week only, I will begin on the Friday I returned from Montana; beginning with the moment I crossed the plane of the State of Washington.

1. I returned from my previously mentioned excursion to Montana with my aunt, weary from my adventuring. We listened to a book-on-tape called The Paid Companion, which I paid attention to most of the way, although I started to zone out right when the tension was rising and was reaching its climax. After the Tri-Cities I drove the rest of the way, which was surprisingly refreshing after a few weeks of not driving.
   
2. I arrived to a house that had been substantially redecorated in my absence, in preparation for my little sister's wedding. Also conveniently present was my little sister, who finished her second trip home during the time of my trip.
   
3. The square, lacking for three weeks one-fourth of its membership, reconvened to much giddy celebration and failed shirt making.
   
4. I saw a rugby game. Didn't understand it. I found my wallet which I had lost the day before.
   
5. I returned to church after a few weeks' absence and felt an overabundance of joy to find many friends still brothers and sisters in the gospel.
   
6. I returned to work and reinvigorated my atrophied work ethic.
   
7. I did sealings at the temple, forging bonds on earth that will be bound in heaven. I also tried to forge some of my own feeble bonds, to no avail.
   
8. At this point my high from returning home intersected with the rising curve which I will call "Reality/Stuff that sucks".
   
9. Somehow I spent a lot of time talking and hoping and trying but ultimately not getting something that I wanted.
   
10. I got mad that I was not getting what I wanted.
    
11. I tried looking for that "something I wanted" in other places, trying to fulfill an intangible yet unbearable chasm in my heart. Went too far, regretted it. Then I tried to make peace with my mistake, only to make the same mistake again.
    
12. Oh yeah, like the eye of a hurricane I spent some time with an emerging new friend and had a lot of fun. That wasn't so bad. I mean, how can you beat a set weekly date, sushi, and a free movie?
    
13. I played catch and had pizza and worked out with my BFF. Plus we had a lot of man talk.
    
14. In this relatively tumultuous time of my life, I spontaneously picked up a couple of hitchhikers and they gave me $5! Wow, sometimes I wonder if I am really white…(not the skin color, mind you)
    
15. I again sought sanctuary at church, only to realize that all of my plot lines converge at church, so it ended up being awkward! and kinda painful. I guess I do it to myself.
    
16. But seriously, I also did find solace in my leaders and in sympathetic friends on Sunday.
    
17. Sunday night played games. Nothing more fun on a Sunday night. Nope. Nothing!
    

YEEAHH! That felt better. This week, for me, was a rollercoaster. My prediction for next week: more of the same, maybe a bit more boring. Who knows? You'll find out next week. In the mean time, get ready for a new post tomorrow that will blow your socks off.