1950s Manhattan? Yes please.

Why I need a case for all my watches...

I'm not sure where all of my self-reflection is coming from but here it is and its flowing like cheap champagne at a wedding...
I have a display case for all of my watches. I'm obsessed with watches. It all started with a deal and now its pure insanity. Minutes of every hour are dedicated on most of my days to scouring websites for good watch deals. I just recently discovered the whole watch culture and now I'm caught in a tidal wave of bizarre consumer behavior. There are watch blogs which catalog the latest outrageous watch from unknown swiss watch house which costs more than a house. And for some odd reason, I want to spend a mortgage on a watch. Lord knows why... nobody would even know the difference. But I would know. And for some reason, that makes all the difference right now.

I'm trying to laugh about how ridiculous this is but seriously, I feel nauseous thinking about the ends we go to in an attempt to gain stature, power and wealth. We bury ourselves under the burden of loans, mortgages and credit cards and we wonder why we need a scientific cocktail to make ourselves feel better.

I'm trying to laugh my way through the seriousness of it all so I can feel better -  but on the inside, our greed is our malignancy. I need to take my own advice so I can avoid all the chemo.

Welcome to my life.

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A gentle reminder...

... that in a constant down-pour of sorrow, we might have to sing to get through it - even if we cant sing as good as Gene Kelly.

Camels in the hospital.

I wonder what we will look back on in 30 years and think the same thing we think about this ad...

When the loneliness kicks in... I turn to videogames.

I've been sleepwalking a lot lately. I'm not really sure why. It makes me nervous really - paranoid I might be walking around the neighborhood at night in my underwear.

I've come up with a theory about why I might be sleep walking but its only theory. I wonder if it has to do with my subconscious mind - like there is something looming and the only way it can get out is via subconscious action. Like there is something that I have yet to realize in my conscious mind... which really only makes me feel more insane to be honest. Our minds 
One thing is for sure, I cant be found wandering around the neighborhood in my skivvies.
I've started locking myself in my room now... we shall see if this helps. I think I've developed slight insomnia from it because who wants to go to sleep when they are just going to get up and walk around.
Alas, here I sit watching all manner of terribly depressing romantic comedies which mock the severity of my singleness.
Quite the dilemma.

Insanity.

Anemia of the soul...

Ever think about how bizarre it is that we give blood transfusions?
Dont get me wrong, I think its great that we can save lives with transfusions but I think we forget how significant it is to pass our blood on to another person. There is this really interesting point about how the beginning of life begins when blood starts to flow through the body. I'm not sure if I think this is correct, but I think its thought provoking.
If this happens to be true, are we passing part of our life, our soul, along to another person? The implications of this and its effect on the soul could be quite profound.
As healthcare providers, we forget about the implications of what we do, especially in the realm of the "supernatural". The spirituality of our patients is significantly effected regardless of religion by what we do. When did they ever talk about that in school? I find myself wondering how things would be different if we practiced with a focus on mental health first, bodily health second. Would we have prescriptions for mental health, spiritual awareness and peace of mind. What if our industry was built around this? Weird.

Makes you want to get all squiffy doesn't it?

I'm not even sure where to begin... I've literally been sitting here for the past five minutes trying to process the past weeks and simultaneously think of something witty to say about. It seems as though I might not have anything significant to say really.
I went to London and realized that although you can exist anywhere, there are really only certain places where you can flourish. I'm not necessarily made to live in London, but I realized that we forget what else is out there... we exist inside boundaries.
I, for one, had forgotten how young and shallow America is. I dont mean it in a negative way, per se. I mean it in a way that we have yet to have depth in our history. Our own lives rarely reflect the history of our country and our reverence is lost because of it. It seems as though London exists in modernity but with a respect for the past. I'm not sure we do that here. I barrel on without regard... as if what I have exists in and of itself, and nothing else. No connectedness to anything but perhaps my home, profession or coming out of my paycheck.
God save the Queen.

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Mindblowing soundtrack...

The Kinks – All Day and All Night

Chris Andrews – Yesterday Man

Them feat. Van Morrison – Here Comes the Night

The Hollies – I’m alive

Aaron Neville – Tell It Like It Is

Franciose Hardy – All Over the World

Jeff Beck – Hi Ho Silver Lining

The Easy Beats – Friday On My Mind

The McCoys- Hang On Sloppy

The Tremeloes – Silence is Golden

John Fred and His Playboy Band – Judy in Disguise with Glasses

Lulu – To Sir with Love

Donovan – Sunshine Superman

The Supremes – The Happening

The Crazy World of Arthur James – Fire

The Box Tops – The Letter

Otis Redding – these arms of mine

The Bystanders – 98.6

The Rolling Stones – Jumpin Jack Flash

The Yardbirds – For oYur Love

The Seekers – Georgy Girls

Junior Walker and The All Stars – Cleo’s Mood

Smokey Robinson and The Miracles – Ooo Baby Baby

Leanoard Cohen – So Long Marianne

The Turtles – She’d Rather Be with Me

The Turtles – Eleanore

Ennio Morricone – Per qualche dollaro in piu

The Isley Brothers – This Old Heart of Mine

The Young Rascals – Groovin

Paul Jones – Ive Been a Bad Bad Boy

The Troggs – With a Girl Like You

Tommy and James and The Shondells – Crimson and Clover

The Kinks – Sunny Afternoon

The Rolling Stones – Lets Spend the Night Together

Martha Reeves and the vandellas – dancin in the streeet

Darlen Love – Christmas

Dusty Springfield – You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me

Steven Rrice – Amy’s Song

Herb Alpert and The Tijuana Brass - This Guys in Love With You

The Beach Boys – Little Saint Nick

Sandy Shaw – Girl Don’t Come

Jimi Hendrix – The Wind Cries Mary

Skeeter Davis – End of the Worlds

The Who – My Generation

The Who – Wont Get Fooled Again

The Moody Blues – Nights in White Satin

The Who – I Can See for Miles

Procol Harum – Whiter Shade of Pale

Cat Stevens – Father and Son

Beach Boys – Wouldn’t it Be Nice

Z – Sink or Swim

Duffy –Stay with Me Baby