Cryptoquote II... deep thought

Theres an analogy that I've used here and I love to use it. Its familiar and cliche, but it paints the picture I need to start with. Picture yourself and your best friend in a room... any room. Behind you sits an elephant. Theres no apparent reason for a full size elephant standing in your room, nor is there a good way of explaining why or... HOW the elephant got into the room. Now for the more confusing part... you don't talk about it. Neither you nor your friend address the elephant in the room. You go about your normal day as if there wasn't an elephant standing there in a room without a door big enough for an elephant. You see the elephant, you know your friend sees the elephant, and you ponder the elephant on your own, but under no circumstance do you EVER speak of the elephant.

Time passes. You and your friend continue not speaking of the elephant. Now, elephants obviously need some care and attention, and in a room without a door large enough, there are certain tasks that must be carried out. But you don't. The elephant sticks around, doing things an elephant does. The room gets messy for obvious reasons.

You're really tired of the elephant. You want to scream, GET THIS FUCKING ELEPHANT OUT OF MY ROOM. You want to address the topic, perhaps get some help. But still, you can't speak of the elephant. Sometimes you hint at it though. You mention a "certain problem" that is occuring that you need to clean up. You ponder the origin of the elephant, you wonder how to get it out.

The choice is, do we live contentedly with an elephant in the room, knowing its there, letting it make us crazy and never utter the word 'elephant,' or do we address a problem that won't be easy to fix. Afterall, getting an elephant out of the room woudln't be easy.

The choice is ours.

cryptoquote

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion -
Is nothing new
Flashback - warm nights -
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after -

Sometimes you picture me -
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said -
Then you say - go slow -
I fall behind -
The second hand unwinds

Chorus:
If you're lost you can look - and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you - I'll be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows - you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time -

Chorus:
If you're lost...

You said go slow -
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds -

Chorus:
If you're lost...
...Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time

Something neat...

I was reading old journal entries. I found this lyric I haven't seen in awhile.... just for your reading pleasure

In a place that won't let us feel
In a life where nothing seems real
I have found you
I have found you
In a world that's moving too fast
In a world where nothing can last
I will hold you
I will hold you

Our lives will change when tomorrow comes
Tonight our hearts drown the distant drums
and we have music all right
tearing the night

So stay with me
and hold me tight
and dance
like it's the last night of the world

Rob

Hmm... So this is the real world?!

So here I am, 5 days post graduation. Feels good. Actually, I feel more like a student than I have in a long time with my astronomy class and working back at the library. My days have gone, thus far, something like this:
8am Class
10:30 Break
11:00 "work" at the library
3:00 walk to the bookstore because I always need somethign for class
3:30 Nap
6 (or so) dinner... usually at grandparents because I'm poor
7:30ish tv/cleaning. The apartment is a mess.

Througout the week i've also managed to do some packing, burn popcorn on two separate occasions, get my church planning done up to September (forever... for me) Talk to the fabulous Ian on the phone for 2 hours (until my phone DIED. Like, unable to resussitate- finally my car charger seemed to jump the battery and its all good now- I think), spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about abstract thought (thanks astronomy)read parts of sex in the city (fun) and watch that fellow get his head chopped off in Iraq. (not fun)

Anyway, The point is... I've had a busy week but have done absolutely nothing! No job offers on the phone this week (now that I actually have TIME to go to an interview), Didn't win the lottery, Didn't get ANY laundry done. Its been too quiet.

I;m growing a goatee, at least for the 2 weeks before Cedar Point. It looks awful, and I think thats swell!

There is still plenty of liquor in the apartment, for those interested. Last week, I was an alcoholic. I probably spent 150 bucks total on alcohol (both my own money and other people... and when you play with the bartenders girlfriend that makes things better, but ONLY if you're gay!) I had approximatley 3 senior walks that I remember, plus champagne and strawberry daqueris on graduation night with the crew. I'm still cleaning, and probably still perspiring alcohol. Probably explains all the napping, but it was a great week.

Except for my meeting with Dr. Patterson. The fucking day before graduation, 10am (after the official senior walk night) I have to meet with the two professors that I really have NO desire to spend time in a room with. The other will remain namless, but I've talked about it before. Basically, teo totally boil it down, that nameless professor did something stupid, and to make it better, they slapped my wrists instead of his- since I'm still graduating summa cum laude and such. However, I'll be gone whereas those two characters have to stay.

Dr. Stover is going to SIU- Carbondale next year. She kinda offered me an assistanship. Nothing official, and I wasn't planning on grad school financially or otherwise, but if I can get it, I'm gonna go! I like thinking too much.

So, thats the Rob-overview. I'm just kinda hanging out here in the middle without any plans. Horray for the real world, I suppose.

CIAO