Truckin. The Grateful Dead. Thanks for the title.
But you ever just have weird moments.
Yesterday I'm talking about staying home and wondering if its the right thing to do.. was I staying home because it was my birthday, or because like any good neurosis owner I am great at justifying actions that support my anxieties with what I believe are legitimate non avoidance reasons.
But damn, today its raining and I really don't have any work to do.. and I can't believe as a semi sorta sometimes agoraphobic that I'm going freaking NUTZ sitting at home. I am going to HAVE TO get out of this house this afternoon, even though I'm going to play poker later. (Another anxiety producing situation.. crammed in a basement with 18-24 other guys I don't know, though thankfully I love poker and often battle through.. and yes, I realize this is another AHA moment in and of itself)
Can you believe that?
What a long strange trip indeed...
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