Walking

Today I was walking home from school, and mind you I have a really long walk. So I often think about the randomest things to keep myself occupied, around when I’m alone after I pass Cam’s house. Anyways, I think about random stuff all the time too. However if I start babbling on and on I can really get out of sync. Like thinking GOOD in capitals is almost symetrical, foe example.

Does anybody ever walk for a really long time, and then you think about walking. So you look at yourself, you think you walk differently. You adjust yourself and you just walk stranger and weird. This happened to me the whole time I walked home and It really screwed me up. I was kinda hopping/wobbling by the time I got home. I think I forgot.

P.S. This is my 29th post. Next is number 30, I should blog more.

Fears.

I’m talking about phobias or any little nit-picking thing you worry about every once in awhile.

Like being scared of the dark or heights. Some things are a little more abstract, for example. I am scared of dropping anything down a sewage hole, you know. Those things by the sidewalk with a grate on the top. Especially my iPod or anything that could fit in their. Like Keys.  Once it falls down it’s GONE.

Another is something I used to think about when I was little. When I did childish things, like pick my  nose. For example picking my nose in the car. What if the car stopped suddenly or crashed and my finger was lodged up my brain. That sounds terrible! Same goes for falling down too.

Weird…