Let Me Should Myself

I’m up, it’s Sunday, and I’m kind of worried.

I should be writing my Pink Floyd story for the Rock N’ Roll issue of Hippocampus Magazine, because if I wait until the last minute, it’s going to suck. I started it. But it makes no sense.

I should probably not drink so much coffee. It’s bad for me. But it’s one of my favorite things in the world. It’s just so tasty.

I don’t think I should be so negative, complaining, and bitchy. Nice people get further in life. I just get so testy sometimes.

I should definitely spend more time writing and less time worrying about writing. But coffee and writing go together. I don’t know if I’ll write more if I quit coffee or I’ll worry more if I quit coffee. Maybe I should take that one slow.

I shouldn’t watch so many crime shows. They make me paranoid.

I should play my guitar more. I want to learn one song perfectly, even though I’ll probably refuse to play it for anyone.

I should take better care of myself. I’m guessing we all should.

I should read The Fountainhead. I’ve tried, but it’s so damn hard to get through. It’s so… wordy.

I should go to more garage sales. Things are cheaper, and I’ve spent more than enough $$ at True Religion.

I should take my dog to the park, right now.

I should also get started on that Beatles article for that magazine. I forget which one.

I should never eat junk in the middle of the night again. I went to bed with the worst stomach ache.

I should see the movie Avatar, because I never did, but I won’t. I just don’t really care.

I should maybe not be so concerned with getting older. It sucks. But I love my life.

I should get over my fear of heights and book a vacation in Hawaii. Again: I should get over my fear of heights and book a vacation in Hawaii.

I should tell my boyfriend how much I love him, like, a thousand times today. He is the most amazing creature on planet earth.

It’s about to rain. Shamus needs a walk. I should go. ♥ ♥ ♥


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Anne Clendening ♥

Anne Clendening is an L.A. chick, born and raised. She is a writer of creative nonfiction and other sordid tales of life, love and other L.A. adventures.

2 thoughts on “Let Me Should Myself”

  1. oh, yes … i dig it alright. got here from there (elej), where i read your article there. your writing flows and floats and goes forward endlessly streaming and softly screaming a mellow normal as anyone else pureness that blows me away. so yeah, dig it. dig it big time.

    read this post & had to just say, after reading the others above it, you will love Hawaii. be sure you take your boyfriend. i don’t know if you’d love Paris because i too have never been. me thinks it’s the sort of place one needs to take time and make some friends. but Hawaii, that’s the sort of place that cures fear. plus, there are no snakes in Hawaii. none. amazing.

    dig your style. and to be sure, it is your style. very groovy.

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