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September 2, 2007 - Sunday

Current mood: bouncy

It's amazing what kinds of things we don't notice or care to notice everyday. Living in a city with so much life (even on Labor Day weekend!) and still I/we revert to doing the same things we always do: creatures of habit.

But the question I have is, what is really a waste of time? Where I grew up, saying "I'm bored" was like swearing. You didn't say it, but if you did, you better not let mom hear you or she'd come after you with a bar of soap. Now I can't imagine saying it--when don't we have something to do? So when I chill on the patio with friends, read my book, take a nap, blog and surf the web; are these things really bad for me? OK are they making me a better person? Does it really even matter? What if tomorrow never comes?

But there are things that I always say I want to do but never get around to doing, maybe because I am being a little lazy. For instance, today I went to the Basillica of St. Mary on Lyndale. I've been wanting to visit since I moved here...SIX years ago! I'm ashamed to admit that even before I moved here it was one of the first places I was excited to see. Those stain-glassed cathedral walls would have waited for me patiently for years, but I know how easily it is to see something everyday but never really appreciate it.

So if it ended tonight, would I be more happy reading a book or going to the Basillica? There's a no-brainer. But the problem with trying to go do everything all the time is the burn-out factor. What about a balance?

"You don't want to die a virgin, do you?" the devil whispers.