The *uckenings seventeen

So my phone has decided to tell me when to go to sleep and when to wake up now. Alrighty. Bedtime it says and then it shuts down for 9 hours not letting any calls or messages thru between 10pm to 7am…is that part of the new world? Are we slowly shifting into the after world order? Actually I don’t mind the resting time and I’m sure my phone does need the down time as well - although I do feel controlled and I am a little surprised too. But I’ve worked hard all my life to suppress such feelings and successfully managed not to ask questions.

Control is a big subject. Especially now. It’s no secret that humanity has and is been controlled. But by whom? Who is deciding what’s good for us and what not? And why aren’t we deciding on our own. Lot’s of things are being decided for us. It starts at baby food and ends with tour mix menus. It starts in a day-care and ends in a retirement home. Life is underlined by rules and restrictions to build a nice little box around us. It tells us what’s good for us. It tells us what not to do. How did the ancient people deal with it? When did we decide to turn off our instincts and roll with the autopilot? Why is education a finely shaped premade mashed potato instead of a homemade-mater-of-interest-11-course-menu? And why does everyone already know that but nothing ever changes?

And once again I’ve got too many questions so I have turned to Jaden. She sent me a picture of cat panties. And I don’t even like cats! I like dogs a lot though which brought me to the discovery that dogs always wake up happy in the morning. I’ve actually never seen a grumpy doggie. It’s a blessing to see a wagging morning tail. If this sounded funny to you it’s time to do some squats now dear friend! That’s what I’ve started doing. Apart from Miss Rambo’s push up routine I’ve decided to add 50 squats a day to work on my shapeless behind. How did I miss the moment where my butt dropped I asked and Jaden sent me a picture of built in butt panties. Since she started answering my questions with pantie pictures I realized I had to change my behaviour. I’m going to stop being a whiny bitch. For now. So many times I’ve seen my pride run away and yesterday afternoon I saw it run around the corner again as a bird shat on me sailing over the house. Really! Shit like that keeps me grounded I tell ya. Fine I thought and made a list to start shaping up again:

1. Run in the woods (I might catch my pride behind a tree)

2. Meditate

3. Research for more butt exercises

4. Add mushrooms to my next shopping list

5. Count three blessings each morning

6. Check on my brother and sing him a song

7. Stop planning my future

8. Buy a guitar

9. Find dog panties online