Impromptu

stand up. now. dance. now. no, seriously. i'm not kidding. you there, reading this. whatever brought you here, whatever caused you to read this-the silly ramblings of a silly girl in her silly house with her silly plaid pajama bottoms and the silly hoodie that rightfully shouldn't even belong to her, listening to her silly music, typing on her silly computer-whatever brought you to all this silliness; think about it for a moment. do you know me? are we good friends? were we once best friends? do we even talk anymore? have we ever talked? have we ever met? how did we meet? were we ever really honest with each other when we did talk? did you just stumble across this blog by chance? by serendipity? what brought you here? think about it. now: forget it. no, seriously. do it. forget what connects us. forget what we had, forget what we were or are to each other. think for a moment about what we could be. think of all the possibilities. we could be married. we could be lovers. we could be best friends. we could be enemies. a year from now we may never speak again. we could be inseparable. we could be coworkers. we could be in a band together. i could be your biggest fan. you could install my cable. think of what we could be. now: forget it. now: don't be afraid. don't consider the terrors of the future or the traumas of the past. for once in your overwrought, overthought life, don't think. at all. do what is there. sing. scream. SCREAM. turn up the music. dance on the tables. they can take it. they can deal. be you. be uninhibited, naturally, truly you. wash off your makeup, take out your ponytail, go barefoot. let go of the world before it lets go of you.