Subliminal Messages

Life is a highway
I wanna ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I wanna drive it all night long


Life is a series of roads. Upon reaching a fork in your present road you are faced with the need to make a decision. There are various ways to come to this conclusion regarding the succeeding path you'd wish to follow. Some have a guide and some a map, some flip a coin and some continue on blindly- completely oblivious to where they are headed. The selected direction is not always the optimal course. But there is no turning back.


I've been wrong but I've been changing
I've been wondering what to do
Here I am alone and waiting
For you


Everyone makes mistakes, some more than others. Some are quick to learn from wrong turns, while it takes others many more before they catch on.
I know that i have made mistakes. I've been an obstinate driver, unwilling to check directions, ask for help or invite others to come along with me. It has taken years to gain control of my unbending ways, and at times, i still turn back. I've learned that while these roads have twists, turns and potholes, in the end i am going to be ok. I have a Guide and a map, which is all i truly need.

~am i holding this map upside down?~

It is all about Freedom of Expression

Home is a place where you are supposed to be comfortable, to feel safe and freely express yourself without having to worry about judgments.

And home, to me, is just that. During my time alone at home is an extreme example of comfort and expression. It is during these times i usually keep the blinds down and the doors locked, offering protection to not only myself but also my neighbours and innocent passerby's.

Last night however, i made a critical error in the execution of my plans...

Upon returning from my evening walk with the dog i was quite warm. I decided to take advantage of the emptiness, so i shed a layer of clothing. I went about the remainder of the evening in my sweat pants and bra thinking nothing more of it. I let the dog out with the bone, cleaned the Chinchilla's cage, did some dishes, talked on the phone... it was a simple evening as far as i was concerned. When i finally looked at the clock and noticed the time, i was reminded of my date with the dog at 6:30 the next morning. I decided to head to bed. It was then that i remembered "oh right, the dog is outside... untied" and as if on cue, i heard the barking!
Out to the back porch i went calling his name... no response. I listened. It was coming from the front.
I ran through the house and went to throw open the front door, but just before doing so i turned the the left and noticed my reflection in the mirror- I was topless!
The dog was now going down the drive way, barking at a pedestrian. I turned away from the mirror and threw open the door praying it would be nice and dark out there. I did my best to hide my self behind the beast (our SUV), but the dog wasn't in the mood to listen.
Then i noticed who the person was- my friend's hot, older brother.
"Hi Lauren" he says.

I would like to say that i responded with something cool and collected, but i honestly remember nothing after that until i was back in the house. Maybe he didn't notice my wardrobe.
And so went my lesson in dress...

~next time i decide to prance around in my bra it'll be after weeks at the gym~

Be Obvious with me- i'm Blonde

Recently, in a movie i watched, there was a philosophy professor lecturing on fantasies. I don't recall his exact words, but he said that one fantasizes over the impossible and the unreachable; as soon as a fantasy becomes viable, it is no longer desired. Coveting something you will never receive is what makes it fun, it all comes down to wanting what you can't have.

Does this professor's view relate to all fantasies? All desires? If so i either don't know how to fantasize, or i have nothing to live for.

My dreams are filled with simple pleasures, is that too much to ask for??


~what's so impossible about swimming in a pool of chocolate?~