Welcome To The Diner of Nice Eats!
My mind is constantly on the blog, and has been for quite some time now ... What new things to introduce where readers will enjoy and take part in? What other stuff I can nerd-on about at length that folks can enjoy too?
Since the start of dedicated toy-bloggery, I'd always wanted to go beyond the the billboard-style of cut-n-paste toys every other blog has on a daily-basis, but "time" and circumstances has since led me to a slightly different path than I'd initially wanted to take and had become as such ... somehow along the way I'd ended up choosing to just follow the directional road signs, or go towards where the crowds were gathering at - which are all fine and has been good to me too, I've no complaints, mind you :)
But the reality is, thru the decades I have tried tons of stuff on the blog (meant for folks to partake in), and generally geeked-out to my heart's content too, but alas the response had not alway been encouraging, at the very least to continue with doing them consistently, and I'd be geeking out to myself (along as a few awesome folks, thanks!), which frankly I should not be bothered by, shouldn't I?
...Should I?
In my travels along the road to the unknown (eternally at the precipice along the reachable horizon amidst the realm of happiness and richess NOT lol), instead of being "at a crossroads now" (as "cliches" go - my life might be a walking cliche, but I've come to terms with that :p), undecided with path to take, I reckon I've actually had long reached said crossroads sometime back, and have actually built a pseudo truck-stop-styled roadside diner at the corner of the forked roads.
Undecided to choose a road and walk forward, I'd chosen to stay put and build a life around waiting for myself to make a decision.
A order of siu-mai with your coffee, sir?
How about a toasted apple pie with kaya-ice-cream at the side, m'am?
*the jukebox plays all 80s-hit songs, by the way :p*
Whatever 80s-tunes playing in your head now as you read this sentence, is the song playing from the jukebox :)
And with the life I've built since, circumstances and happenings have since developed from a situation I'd created in the first place (from the indecision to take whatever path was in front of me, if my whining had not been clear enough thus far) has since evolved into another life of it's own, irrevocably tied to my own past(s), spread out in multiple directions, like overgrown underground roots, with the roadside diner I've built being the mother-root base LOL
Double-boiled Root Soup of Double-Happiness-Tears, coming right up!
With my wanderlust now suppressed and have chosen to hibernate within the castle walls surrounded by a moat of dashed dreams and lava tears of laments (AKA "post-Stroke" challenges and no monies = yes, I am being overtly drama here :p), it might not necessarily be about closing up the roadside diner (who should have a "name"… but of course it does…) and choosing a road to walk forth … or it could be about changing "business"? Become a petrol-station-slash-desert motel for lost or visiting souls? A casino of broken dreams?
I am sitting at the entrance of my roadside diner now, on a lone wooden chair at the edge of two dusty roads on both sides of me, filling up the view with a mist of dreams … a Americana desert-styled stand along diner behind me, with silhouetted people eating and drinking in the tall seated booths, coming and leaving in a blink of an eye (in tandem with the flickering neon sign above the diner), a perpetual sunset reflected in the windows … a diner at the edge of the universe (yes, reference to that book lol), deciding still whether to; (A) Stand up, and walk down either road chosen … or (B) Get back inside the diner and pour myself a new cup …
Regardless of either choices, I no longer am in a frenzied bout of "rush" as I hav been for sometime now (which I inevitably have been, whenever I have a school day lol), perhaps from "Fatique Of Indecision", ironically so? ... But I would first need to power down the laptop sitting on my lap, as I sit on my chair, in the forked crossroads at the pointed edge of the diner I've built, don't i?
A rainy Saturday afternoon it has been so far though … maybe I should stop typing and finish up my Netflix Daredevil binge … :)
Andy
Since the start of dedicated toy-bloggery, I'd always wanted to go beyond the the billboard-style of cut-n-paste toys every other blog has on a daily-basis, but "time" and circumstances has since led me to a slightly different path than I'd initially wanted to take and had become as such ... somehow along the way I'd ended up choosing to just follow the directional road signs, or go towards where the crowds were gathering at - which are all fine and has been good to me too, I've no complaints, mind you :)
But the reality is, thru the decades I have tried tons of stuff on the blog (meant for folks to partake in), and generally geeked-out to my heart's content too, but alas the response had not alway been encouraging, at the very least to continue with doing them consistently, and I'd be geeking out to myself (along as a few awesome folks, thanks!), which frankly I should not be bothered by, shouldn't I?
...Should I?
In my travels along the road to the unknown (eternally at the precipice along the reachable horizon amidst the realm of happiness and richess NOT lol), instead of being "at a crossroads now" (as "cliches" go - my life might be a walking cliche, but I've come to terms with that :p), undecided with path to take, I reckon I've actually had long reached said crossroads sometime back, and have actually built a pseudo truck-stop-styled roadside diner at the corner of the forked roads.
Undecided to choose a road and walk forward, I'd chosen to stay put and build a life around waiting for myself to make a decision.
How about a toasted apple pie with kaya-ice-cream at the side, m'am?
*the jukebox plays all 80s-hit songs, by the way :p*
Whatever 80s-tunes playing in your head now as you read this sentence, is the song playing from the jukebox :)
And with the life I've built since, circumstances and happenings have since developed from a situation I'd created in the first place (from the indecision to take whatever path was in front of me, if my whining had not been clear enough thus far) has since evolved into another life of it's own, irrevocably tied to my own past(s), spread out in multiple directions, like overgrown underground roots, with the roadside diner I've built being the mother-root base LOL
Double-boiled Root Soup of Double-Happiness-Tears, coming right up!
With my wanderlust now suppressed and have chosen to hibernate within the castle walls surrounded by a moat of dashed dreams and lava tears of laments (AKA "post-Stroke" challenges and no monies = yes, I am being overtly drama here :p), it might not necessarily be about closing up the roadside diner (who should have a "name"… but of course it does…) and choosing a road to walk forth … or it could be about changing "business"? Become a petrol-station-slash-desert motel for lost or visiting souls? A casino of broken dreams?
I am sitting at the entrance of my roadside diner now, on a lone wooden chair at the edge of two dusty roads on both sides of me, filling up the view with a mist of dreams … a Americana desert-styled stand along diner behind me, with silhouetted people eating and drinking in the tall seated booths, coming and leaving in a blink of an eye (in tandem with the flickering neon sign above the diner), a perpetual sunset reflected in the windows … a diner at the edge of the universe (yes, reference to that book lol), deciding still whether to; (A) Stand up, and walk down either road chosen … or (B) Get back inside the diner and pour myself a new cup …
Regardless of either choices, I no longer am in a frenzied bout of "rush" as I hav been for sometime now (which I inevitably have been, whenever I have a school day lol), perhaps from "Fatique Of Indecision", ironically so? ... But I would first need to power down the laptop sitting on my lap, as I sit on my chair, in the forked crossroads at the pointed edge of the diner I've built, don't i?
A rainy Saturday afternoon it has been so far though … maybe I should stop typing and finish up my Netflix Daredevil binge … :)
Andy
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