Sequin Covered Swans

I love October. October happens to be in the title of my autobiography - "Feeling October".

The only copy of "Feeling October" is on a 3.5in floppy that looks something similar to the above image.

Does anyone have anything that can read this? I would love to transfer the copy to like my gmail or something. ;)

As time goes on I am becoming way more excited about my life. I am hearkening back to memory about what Feeling October is about. It is mostly a very emo-inspired piece from 2001 - emo was huge back then, so give me a little credit - and I think I stopped writing in it around 2003.

This weekend was, so, weird. I did nothing. Literally, nothing. I laid on my bed and listened to the Klaxsons - So Above, So Below on repeat. I am not sure how long this continued. I know I got lost in some weird internal battle about time. Like, why is time in increments of 60 - ie 60 secs in 1 min, 60 mins in one hour, yet we don't have 60 hours in one day? I don't know what would happen if we have 60 hours in a day.

Then I drifted onto thoughts about the innocence of kissing. People do not talk about this anymore. I never hear about anyone going out on a date and having a great goodnight kiss. (or any for that matter) I am sure it happens, but why is this not discussed? I saw a great kiss out of my rear view window while I was driving today. The couple was on either side of the street, about to cross. As I pass through the yellow light, I saw them meet in the middle of the street and share a quick, yet passionate (as far as I could tell) kiss. It was so amazing - I wish that my eyes were video cameras so I could have a copy. It would have made an excellent scene in a music video.

Then I thought about my dream of creating/producing music videos. While every cell in my body is strongly devoted to my current employer (as well as every item of anything in my room - chairs, blankets, cups, hats, playcards, bike helmets, shirts, pants, sweatshirts, ipod speakers, ipod stickers, magnets, coffee mugs, beach towels, I could go on) I used to be creative. I used to have these amazing thoughts, and I would write them down.

Now I am so busy that I barely have a thought that doesn't revolve around my job, how to be better at my job, how to make myself stand out at work, and then the little portion left tries to love family, friends, and find out who I am in God's family. I think my thought distribution is a little out of whack.

I want to feel October again. Don't get me wrong - I absolutely love my life. It is everything I wanted as a little girl. I have moments when I walk out my front door and I just smile and laugh because when I was 11 this is what I saw. I am here. I made it. And it is great. I don't want to go back at all. I want to keep moving forward. I want to keep exploring the mystery.

So do you have a floppy drive I could borrow? I really need to feel October.