Mood Rings

Today is just one of those days. That kind of day when it’s just not right, but you can’t put your finger on what’s wrong…it’s incredibly frustrating.

I’m a moody person, and my moods are easily affected. I can snap from grumpy to happy, pensive to loud-n-obnoxious. To some extent this bothers me. The ‘man’ in me would like the think I’m above that sort of thing, but I’m unable to lie to myself.

I’ve come to just accept it. And to some extent, I’ve discovered things that seem to affect me more than others. Several things immediately come to mind. Mountains are a big one (no pun intended). Weather. People. Music.

I think I’ve talked about about mountains enough to not have to explain much. I’ve got this genetic makeup that makes my brain/heart go haywire when ever I’m in the mountains.

Weather, on the other hand, I don’t think I’ve properly discussed. Time to rectify that, in my not-so-humble opinion. So here it is, brace yourself, grab something solid. Why? Because I am about to say something that for some people borders on the sacrilegious.

I hate sunlight.

There it is…so stone me. Just please, do it on a cloudy day. So what’s the reason? Well, that’s a rather odd trip into Caleb’s mind, but here it goes:

Sunlight to me means summer. Sumer means work. Work means Concrete. Concrete means crappy summer. Crappy summer means bad fall. Bad fall means…i dunno, something…anyways:

That’s not quite the reason though. I’ve never liked the sun. It’s too bright. I much prefer a cloudy, balmy day with a little bit of rain, preferably in the morning. It’s kind of like a morning shower. I’ll give the sun one hour, around 1pm, just for the flowers.

Clouds are beautiful. Rain is cleansing. Sun just seems to make my acne worse. I don’t like the sea either. Well, not the sunny beaches. I think i just need to move to Scotland. Find myself a castle, a secluded island, and just enjoy the sound of the wind and waves while reading a good book and listening to a good CD.

And that brings me to music. Music is a gateway into my soul. It’s always been that way. It’s something that only a couple people in the world ever really knew, and could understand. The main one is my Grandma in Iowa. She’s always been able to understand why a song on the radio could make a bad day good, or vice versa. She know’s this, because she’s the same way.

A melody has the ability to wind it’s way through my ear, into my brain, through my spine, and find that little spot of me that makes the rest of me ‘click’.

The biggest thing that makes me not click, is people. I love my friends, I want that to be crystal clear. However, I don’t really like people, or better phrased: humans. I wanna be a Hobbit. But i’m sure there’d still be people if I was a hobbit so it wouldn’t change much. bugger it all.

Anyways, the chief thing about people that annoys me is their mannerism. I hate spitting. Guys who spit should have a sock stuffed into their mouths. Loud talking – rude. Talking loudly on a cell phone (especially in a quiet place) – EXTREMELY rude. Inviting yourself along – inconsiderate and manipulating.

There’s a lot more, but they all involve other people around me. It’s one of the reasons that I don’t like being around people much. Don’t get the impression that I don’t like spending time with friends. Quite to the contrary, I love doing that.

What’s the difference? Love. I love my friends, and I’ll forgive them their human characteristics because I know them. So the solution to my state of moodiness would resemble this:

I’m in Scotland

there’s a mountain nearby

I’m in a castle

it’s cloudy

Chopin’s 1st piano concerto is playing

there are lots of people around

and i am friends with all of them

in fact, i’m friends with everyone

the whole world

and i love my friends

so i love the world

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and then the sun would come out

the mountain would turn out to be inflatable

the castle would have mice

country music would be playing

and someone would spit.

and i would shove a sock in his mouth

and then people would be offended

they would stop being my friends

and i would not love them

and then i would sin

a lot

tons…

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several tons in fact

and that would be wasteful

which would cause more emissions

which causes global warming

which makes the sun brighter

and.it.just.keeps.getting.better.