Into the Fog

Growing up on the central coast of California in a small valley, I got used to the fog. The air off the ocean flows in and then gets caught. Driving through heavy fog is a unique experience that is rarely paralleled. There's a mixture of fear and excitement as you drive, only knowing what is directly in front of you. Everything is a mystery, even if you’ve driven that road many times before.

Lately I've been feeling like my life is driving through fog. I have no idea what is up ahead. Every step reveals something new. It can be terrifying to not know what’s up ahead. However, staying in one place really isn't an option. Sitting in the middle of the fog will never give you any idea what lies ahead. The only way to assuage the curiosity is to keep going.

Today I don’t really want to keep going. I’m sick of not knowing what’s going to happen. I really want the fog to lift and God to reveal exactly what’s going to happen… walking in faith has never been a strong suit. Although I wished I wasn’t in the fog, I know that life would be so mundane if it was all clearly laid out in front of me. Who would really want that? So I guess I’m back to the beginning. Maybe I’ll just sit here in the fog a little bit longer.

Movie theater etiquette people!

So I went to the movie with a friend the other night. The movie was pretty good. Not too sappy until right at the end. Overall, not a total waste of money. However, after the previews had already started an older couple came in and sat down next to us. Now it wasn't the typical "I want to sit close to the middle but I'd rather sacrifice perfect seating than sit right next to a perfect stranger." No, no they sat right next to me. Slightly awkward, but I could get over it. Then they proceeded to talk through the ENTIRE movie. It started out fairly normal comments on the movie. Then it just kept getting worse and worse. Eventually we started making fun of their comments. They still didn't get it. They would shockingly state something that had been obvious for at least 10 minutes. Then they would talk about how sad the moment was. AHHHH!! It was horrible. We finally had to stand up in the middle of the movie, glare at them, and change seats. Annoying, but we got a good story out of it.

And so it begins...

Well this is it. My first official public, but still anonymous, blog posting. Why am I writing this you may ask. Well I'll tell you, first, I'm sick of having super awesome thoughts and wishing I could impart them upon the world (and Jon and Grete make it look so cool...you guys are my blog mentors). Second, I'm a verbal processor and that means I feel the need to talk, or write, out my thoughts for them to solidify (unfortunately for you, that means you get to read a bunch of my mental diarrhea...yum). And third, it's a really fun way to waste time. All pretty selfish reason I know, but since when were blogs the poster child for selfless giving and altruism?

So I send this first post out into the void of the Internet and hopefully it will someday help someone a little, while it helps me keep my sanity.