varying degrees of light

There's a cricket hiding somewhere in the downstairs bathroom. He's small and he frightens easily, but only for a little bit at a time. I can only assume he is small, in comparison to, say, a triceratops, because I haven't seen him ever... though this is the fourth night that I've tried looking. Also, he is loud. That little fucker knows how to play. Chances are that he has settled inside of some forgotten horn and the acoustics are only helping him. Still, very impressive.

A list of things that (momentarily) frighten little Chang:

turning the light on
turning the light off
rolling out of bed
loud groans
checking the time on a cell phone
flipping the pillow over
vampires


Today brought more accomplishments, more mental listing and anxieties. A fun surprise is that the Greyhound station lady misunderstood me when I said that I'd like to arrive in Minneapolis on Thursday. She scheduled the ticket for Wednesday and I noticed it, for the first time, early this morning. The summer time. Hooray!

Have we ever the time or the self-discipline to take care of everything we promised? For that matter, is it acceptable to promise little? To promise less? Is it the wiser lifestyle to focus our ambitions to a handful of goals? Can one be happy with eighteen credits plus additional carry-on baggage? "It's too dangerous! It's too easy to be consumed!"

Some of us are more prone to addiction. Sometimes we view the people in our lives as distractions. Some things are actually worth doing alone. Isn't it weird that too much sleep is bad for you? Sometimes, you might need to stay in bed for a long time. Otherwise, jump out and put on your glasses.

Thanks for stories and encouragement, time alone, going to Michigan so I can take the stereo, selling spicy carrots, enthusiasm for the Olympics and showing me things that I would appreciate.