Spin Cycle

The other day I was thinking about cycles.  Cycles make up our entire lives.  They are one of the few last connections we have to nature.  I mean, we can change just about everything about ourselves and our lives and environments, but we can't stop the cycles.  Why?  Because cycles are important, imperative, the fabric that holds everything in the entire universe together.  The sun, the moon, the tides, days, years, life and death, even cells go through a cycle.  The breakage of a cycle is cancer at it's core.  It's lethal.  The allowance of something non stop, non abiding.  I was in awe of it.  Even my own body follows a natural cycle.  It's weird to think it's something we don't control, it just happens.  We can tweak it.  But it still occurs.  Our whole lives revolve around something beginning, happening, and ending.  Nature is a strange and mysterious thing my friend and I couldn't help but wonder what it all means and why things all seem to behave in this way.. is it on purpose?  or just a mere happenstance?  I sure as hell will never know.

Besides letting my mind wander I've been watching the summer wind down and the heat rise up.  My room look likes Afghanistan.  Getting myself in awkward situations.  You know.  The usual.  The last few weeks I've had some of the best conversations.  I've just been on sensory overload and writing up a storm.. I don't know where it's coming from but I definitely am starting to feel my age settle in my bones.  I want to stay young at heart but not stay in high school, which sometimes I feel like is the unfortunate setting around me.  I just feel besides myself when people give me dirty looks at parties.  I really don't get it.  Le sigh.  I wish I could get out of my head and make some connections.  I miss college sometimes, if only for the fact that I was constantly around like minded people, and had something to do, and people all in one place, not spread out like all my friends are now.  But I digress.  People don't want to talk about this stuff anymore.  Hell, no one reads this thing anyway.