"The message that I get from Spring is that a change can surely bring a break from sullen winter skies."

I've taken the above line from a Trey Anastasio Band song.  The good weather today has me thinking of that song, because Spring has, certainly, brought a break from the sullen winter skies.  I hate cold weather so much.  Without the pollen in the air (allergies) spring would be perfect.

"I'll Always Be A Toys R' Us Kid"

My mom mentioned how one of her students (she teaches 1st grade) rolled on the floor, today.  I then thought, "I want to be young again, so I can roll around on the floor, and society would accept that behavior."  I then thought "When I was under 10 years old, I  desperately wanted to grow up, so I'd have the older people's priveleges.  We just need to accept aging, and stay "young at heart".  I then realized I, actually, don't give a shit about society, so eventhough I'm 29, I can roll around on the floor if I want to (as illogical as that behavior would seem).

Bring On the Warmth

I stood in my standing frame (a large assistive device for people who have trouble standing) outside today, because we have absolutely gorgeous weather, I decided to stay in it longer.  The warm weather even assists my therapy. and makes my nose run.

I want to know who had the first "faux-hawk". People must have thought, "What a jerk." Then a person must have said to someone else, "Look at this douche bag's hair." People must have been completely offended by someone committing such an egregious social error.

Simple

I thought of something this morning.  Every morning, my dad and I to a standing exercise where he takes his hands off of me, and lets me stand independently.  As I stood there for a relatively long period of time, I thought I used to become so excited when I could stand unassisted for 10 seconds.  Now, since I have stood unassisted for 8:52 minutes, I hope I can stand for 10 minutes.  The "simple" things I once took for granted, like standing independently, have now become a challenge.

Why do men from different cultures have different fingernail clipping standards?

I Can"t Get No Dissatisfaction

This week, I told my neuropsychologist I plan to run again.  In an effort to make me happy with my current self, she told me I might always use my wheelchair.  I had a very difficult time accepting that statement.  I don't envision myself as a disabled person.  I envision myself as a runner, and every day I work towards achieving that vision.  I don't express this as dissatisfaction with myself.  In fact, I think many people look to me for inspiration.  Every day I wake up with the goal of doing something positive that day.  I hope a person can learn to live in a state of satisfaction without being complacent.

I think my love of junk food won't cause diabetes.

You have to wonder this question: How do I perceive a troll?