you know, i’ve often said it’s taken all 27 years of my life to feel comfortable in my own skin. life is such a funny journey of twists and turns, detours, finding the best road-side food, and the occasional empty tank of gas. we grow and change, venture to new places and come back to appreciate the old ones moreover.
traditonal chinese medicine practices say that the autumn month is a time of reflection. it says alot of other awesome and interesting things, too, but with the quintessential autumness (if you will) abounding in this cool weather we’re strangely having, many evenings this month, have allowed for some excellent porch sitting and reflecting.
and this is how i discovered i’d gone from a jay leno to a david letterman. it’s true. i don’t watch a ton of TV, and i “try” to be in bed before the news is over, but i have noticed the channel changing from nbc to cbs, more times than not. could it be that i enjoy stupid pet tricks? shall it be said that letterman’s toothy smile warms my heart when he reads the top ten?
it might just be.
leno and letterman are one thing, but it’s really the late late shows that have caused unrest in my soul. for YEARS, i was a die-hard conan fan. i had a mad crush on him and, he is still one of my favourite tv personalities. but craig ferguson. oh, how i love you. you and your sweet, scottish accent and random outbreaks of…well, randomness. sigh.
my how the times have changed. i like to think of it as the evolution of emily. right?
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