Dreaming with a Broken Heart

(Quick Disclaimer: I am not depressed or anything, the title of the blog was a John Mayer song I was listening to so put it as the title)

Ok, now that any confusion from the title is gone, this is just another random blog about me. Hope everyone recieved the new tradition for Wednesdays pretty well. Send me a message at my email MrSME007@gmail.com if you want to be the next one on there or if you can think of someone I may forget (which I hope I dont' :p) But anyways, these past few days have helped me realize a few things. Soooo, here come those dreaded bullets I love so much (rofl)

• To my old blog about girls, I see that girl number one will not work out for me. There are just too many questions and not enough answers. I feel terrible that it had to be like this but in reality, it was a childish dream of mine that it would work. But, being that I am trying to change, I am realizing that this was not something that would have been good for me since there was so many questions
• Again about the old blog, girl number two, I think that there may be something but I am going to take things slow and not rush into anything. Besides, what's the point of rushing into something and not realizing what each other is about before you date? I learned that the hard way...twice

So, no more bullets. But, I will say that I have lately remembered why I love John Mayer so much. The way his amazing guitar play combined with a great voice add up to a sound that I can just dig on over and over again. But, another artist I love is Jason Mraz, especially his new album We Sing We Dance We Steal Things. It's a pretty good album, but my two favorites off of there is the ever popular "I'm Your's" and "Details in the Fabric" with another favorite of mine James Morrison collaborating with him on it. I love music that has a lot of symbolism but doesn't make it too hard to understand it

So, last night at youth we played an amazing game called slaughter. Last night after the game I had a knot in my back that hurt like someone had sucker punched me afterwards, but it was so worth it. Imagine rugby, but on hands and knees on a confined space. That equaled lots of bruising dogpiles and getting all kinds of nasty and smelly. I will admit, the knot hurt but is all good thanks ice, heat, and a mild muscle relaxer. But it was funny cause my mom looked at my shoulder/back and just took her fist and kneaded it in there (which hurt like I got hit by a semi!).

Hope yall have a great day and that you find something to smile about today. I'm already in a great mood today for some odd reason. Maybe it's cause the V8 splash is just that good this morning or the golden grahams are more tasty. Jk, but seriously, try to find something to smile about today, and leave it on here. You know what? That's my new Tuesday and Thursday tradition for on here! I'll find something that made me smile that day/ makes me smile everyday and let yall in on it. And, if yall read this enough (which I hope yall do) then leave what made you smile as a response of sorts. So, to start this off, what makes me smile everyday is to just pull up slacker and just listen to the greats of the good ol' days like Stevie Ray Vaugh, Muddy Waters, Jeff Beck, Clarence Brown, and many many more. I really enjoy doing this and hope yall love reading these. Again, have an amazing day!

Quote of the day:
"We must never forget that art is not a form of propaganda; it is a form of truth. "- John F. Kennedy