Intro

Hi Everyone,

Okay, as this is my first post I want to begin this blog by explaining the title "everyday mess," which will introduce what I will be talking about over the next couple of weeks.

The title that I came up with might, by you all, be initially related to the kind of mess that one finds in a teenager’s room or an unattended storage shed at the back end of someone’s piece land. But, that is not the type mess that I am referring to! The mess that I want to talk about is the mess that goes on in my mind, which is likely to go on in your minds as well. This mess is made up of sometimes little thoughts that are not really important but float around in your heads. Sometimes this mess has a more significant importance and can cause other thoughts or feelings to be put in a back seat. These little thought messes are created everywhere.  You can hear a comment made during a radio broadcast; see a bumper sticker on the car in front of you while stopped at a red light; or overhear two people talking at a restaurant. All these are examples of how the mess can begin.

Just like this morning, while getting a cup of hot but awful coffee at Seven Eleven, a mess of thoughts began. The cashier was having a conversation with her co-worker about President Obama’s State of the Union Address. I could clearly hear the discontent and cynicism in her tone of voice. Although, I did not really pay attention to what they were actually talking about, I did not think too much about this because I generally share a cynical view of politicians, especially when they are in campaign mode. But, as I walked up to the counter, ready to pay for my coffee, the cashier ended her conversation with her coworker by saying, “…land of the free and home of the brave! Huh, the freedom to make something of yourself and get rich. But that only works so long as you’re foreign, we, the ones born here have to suffer!” This caused an immediate thought jumble in my head and I truly wanted to tell her that she is an idiot. But, I decided to keep my mouth shut, pay for my coffee, and leave.

Now, normally what I want to do in this blog is to brake this episode at Seven Eleven down and share my messy thoughts with you; however, as this is only an introduction I will let this one go.

I hope that you all have an understanding of why I picked this title and will enjoy the upcoming little messes with me.

Later,

Jason