All the Same

Ever just think about people? It’s funny to observe people and how they act. People watching. I always find it kind of amusing how people choose their seats in public places. No one ever sits next to each other unless they know them or unless there are absolutely no more seats left. I was at the airport last week and as I looked around, people were sitting in every other seat and I too when looking for a seat tried to find one where I could sit one spot away from a person on each side. Then I also think about how people aren’t just completely friendly to everyone or just that everybody doesn’t just talk to everybody. I mean, we are all the same, just people. Like if you think about it, sure people are different races, different classes, different jobs, different personalties, but when it comes down to it, we are all the same, we are people. So sometimes I think its weird that we all just try to mind our own business. It’s also interesting that when people do talk to us, we often get weirded out or feel uncomfortable. It almost seems like if everyone should just be able to talk to each other without caring what other people think of them or without intruding in anyones business. I mean, shouldn’t that be natural?

There’s More to Life

Today I was completely ripped apart. I was challenged to think about more than just the daily ongoings of life. It was harsh, stimulating, and difficult, but it was necessary and humbling. It was made apparent how weak and broken I am and that I need so much more than what this world can offer.

Are you content? What will make you content? How will you get there?

Enduring the Heat

San Diego is on fire. The whole situation is a little surreal considering that I do live in an area that is near the fires. The air is very smoky and ashy. Its hard to breathe outside and it is irritating on the eyes too. I can’t believe how large the fires are and how quickly and vastly they have spread. On Sunday afternoon, I realized that it looked kind of red outside and as I went outside, I could smell the smoke. None of us thought the fires were nearby. We knew there was a fire somewhere, but we had no idea that we would be packing our things and leaving the house.

Sunday night I had still planned on going to work and going about my normal activities the next day. However, my roommate made me a little nervous as he contemplated packing his stuff and was saying that the fire would be in the area by like 2am. I slept fine that night and got a phone call at about 5am from my coworker asking how I was doing. At that point I still didn’t know the severity of it. I woke up and watched the news for about an hour. I tried to go back to sleep but couldn’t really fall asleep. All of my roommates were up around 6-7am all watching TV. The fires had come a lot closer and the area just north of us had been evacuated. Houses <1 mile from my office were burning down. One of my roommates left around 3pm and my roommate and I left later that evening. It was surreal thinking of what things I wanted to pack and bring with me. Also imagining everything being burned and gone forever was a little stressful. Since I had did have time to pack my things, I took a lot of my clothes, photos, keepsakes, my computer, my snowboard, and my guitar. To think as we left that this place could be gone was unreal.

I was able to stay at a friends house in La Jolla for the past two nights. The air over there is still bad even though it is further away. It’s been two days and it looks like we can return back to the house. The area by work is still under mandatory evacuation and our offices were open. How ridiculous is that?! I went there today to email myself a few files and it was so smoky and difficult to breathe and see. I can’t believe there were people actually working in the office. Its insane.

So many people lost their homes and so many people have been evacuated. I don’t think these fires are going to end very soon.

Please keep your thoughts and prayers with the people in San Diego as well as with the firefighters who are doing their best to protect people and homes.

Flag Football

I’m on two flag football teams. One of them I signed up for because I just wanted to play. You sign up by yourself and they place you on a team. The other team I’m on because a friend’s coworker needed someone on their team. Its hard to know what to expect from joining random teams. I did know that the blue team I’m on won the championship last season. So obviously they would be good. Now I don’t think I’m the best flag football person in the world, but I do know that I can catch, throw, and play defense and that I am a little more athletic than some of the girls that usually show up for these things. The game with the blue team was good. They realized that I could play and threw the ball to me. Now let’s talk about this other orange team. If the orange team ever played the blue team, the blue team would definitely win. This orange team is made up of a bunch of random people. I feel like some of the guys on the orange team are only playing coed because they think they have good guys and that can help them win. But the key to having a really good coed team is having really good girls and utilizing them. However, the QB we had first of all wasn’t a very good QB and second of all didn’t utilize the girls that were good. Nobody knew what they were doing. No plays were called and they just told everyone to get open. They didn’t pass me the ball even though I can catch it and even though I burned my girl every single time. I was open on a bunch of long routes but the guy never threw it because I bet he thought I wouldn’t be able to catch it. Pretty much it was lame. Maybe its because we never played together before and it’ll get better, which I definitely hope it does because there is definitely a very big difference playing with people that are good and people that are just okay. If a bunch of my football friends hadn’t all moved away, I think we would be able to do pretty well in these leagues. I just want to play some good football.