Massage School

My classmates from massage school lounging about.

We're all about to graduate, so the instructors are becoming more friend-like. My favorite instructor Mark was teaching this class and I actually got to chase and rough house with him. That was fun!

Life isn't about finding yourself, but creating yourself.

So, I woke up this morning feeling a bit out of sorts... My friend, Joey, is sleeping next to me crashed out from his long workday. No, I didn't molest him... much... lol... Anyway, I woke up this morning and realized, "What the hell!? I have this guy in my bed... and I barely know him. I must be crazy. Who is he?" He's not a total stranger. We gotten to know each other about as well as two people who chat it up on the internet daily can. I know much of his quirks and idiosyncrasies, but only so much of his history. But how much of our past are we?

So, then, I went through this silly existential thing where I started wondering who the hell am I. LOL. So, what did I do? Boot up my computer and went to my blog to write... and while the page was loading up, I checked my mail. I got an email from my friend who just got married in Hawaii (why is everyone doing that.. in Hawaii?), and he sent me a link to his slideshow/photo album...

It's one of those YouTube kind of sites, but you can use it to make slideshows. Well, some other family had their slideshow up, and the splash page for theirs is a quote: "Life isn't about finding yourself, but creating yourself." How perfect was that?