Existing is existing is existing...

So, as I was sitting in my Den of Evil (aka my room) I was sitting around wondering to myself what exactly what I was doing. I glance to my left, I see my unmade bed all askew, i look to my right, a window (blinds closed, of course) and a soda bottle, I look up and see lights. Thats when I realize what I'm doing, and that, of course, mes amis, is existing, all i was doing at that point was existing and its such a great thing to do. I mean, there are millions of things, both good and bad, going on in the world right now, yet I had found a nook to just exist in. Everyone works towards something in life, but at this moment, I was aspiring to nothing, and regretting even less, i was just matter in space and time, and man did it feel great. Now this may sound like the post of a stoner or some other drug user, but not I. I am as straight-edge as they come, but even I can take the time to appreciate my own existence.

Which brings me to my next point.
Well, not really at all, as this will be an entirely different topic, but still.

There was something I wanted to post yesterday but I didn't want to post three times in one day, so I didn't, and of course now I can't remember it.

I wanna keep a dream journal, thinks I. Because even though 3(?) posts ago I recalled a very vivid dream, but that was a rare, rare, occurrence, and I don't use italics for just anything.
Anyways, one of my dreams (ironically) is to have a lucid dream, and the best way for that to happen, is for you to be able to remember your dreams better, which is what a dream journal is supposed to help do. Just think though, how cool would that be? To know you're dreaming and be able to do anything you want, any fantasy fulfilled, every life crisis that you've thought "Man, I should have done blah blah blah" well now you can! Did you know its proven that you can conquer a fear, or fears, through lucid dreaming? as well as increase your cognitive skills and motor skills? I'd practice guitar in my dream, the entire dream, just me in a room practicing guitar, cause that's my main goal in life, to be as good as Russell Lissack at guitar but I'm too gosh darn stupid to get off my computer and actually pick up my guitar... One of these days... and I could try and make excuses, but I won't, it's my own fault... you know what, no, I'm going to practice right now! Huzzah!

Adios fellow earthlings,

Enjoy existing