Tuesday, June 12, 2007

"Everybody Needs A Pillow..."

I’ve been having my weekly conversations with another guy that works on base for a year-and-a-half, Eryc, and I’ve come to a conclusion regarding our friendship: Eryc is my pillow.
Here’s what I mean: A "Pillow" is a person or thing that you use as a sounding board of ideas, complaints and aspirations, and how frustrating it is or will be to achieve or rectify those challenges.

If I’m having a good day, I’ll go over and talk to Eryc. If I’m having a bad day, I’ll go over and talk to Eryc. If I’m feeling lethargic and confused, I’ll go and talk to Eryc.

We all need an "Eryc"-type of person in our lives, and in my case, I have several. My Mom and Step-Dad are pillows for my frustration towards political stuff, my Sister is a pillow for personal stuff, my friends Aaron, Geoff and Chuck are pillows for religious debate and the role of Males in today’s world and Eryc is pretty much a pillow for everything. I call him my official "Consigliore" of all things "Todd".

I’m kind of a loner most of the time, but from time to time it’s good to have a person to talk to, whether it’s a Therapist, Priest or friend. Most of the things that I write, my parents, Aaron or Eryc hear about first. Why is that? Well, by talking to them about all the things that I’m thinking about, I get it out in the open and allow the idea to take shape the way it’s supposed to, and then trim the fat off it as I’m writing it down.

Essentially, my "Pillows" are my own personal way of self-editorializing before I commit what I think into words. Because, if I’m going to write something down, what I have to say needs to be clear. I have a problem when it comes to that, as I’m a stream-of-consciousness thinker and speaker, wherein when I speak, my thoughts relate things to other things, and that can sometimes be confusing to people that don’t already know me and my weird mannerisms.

As far as I know, my friends and parents think that when I speak, I’m funny, because I tend to throw ridiculous crap in with serious topics. I don’t do it intentionally, it’s just the way I think. I’ve found that being funny on purpose is the hackiest thing I could do, hence, why I don’t really write jokes on this Blog… I write what I think. If it turns out funny, great, but if it doesn’t? Who cares?

We all need pillows, and I think that my "Pillows" are what help me sleep at night, as my mind is always more active then I can help. Without my pillows in my life, I’d be the guy on the corner of a busy city screaming at people for not wearing their aluminum foil hats to protect their brains from the thought-sucking machines of the Illuminati, the Pope and the CIA.

When it all comes down to it, we’re all just three bad things away from becoming that guy, folks… so tell your personal "Pillows" how much you appreciate them and give ‘em a hug, as you’re probably their "Pillow", too…

2 Comments:

Blogger shmamber said...

Thank god for the people who balance our lives right?

I just hope that my man turns back into the pillow he once was and not the steel wall he is now...

I haven't been blogging that much lately because I got on facebook...lol

But I check back from time to time... I know where I came from ;P

8:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Official Consigilore of All Things Todd.... I want a plaque!! And a new pillowcase! Or at least, wash the old one; after what you did.... Eech!

Seriously, you are a great, great guy with a lot going on in life, both good and bad, and I'm glad you know you can bounce anything you want my way without me freaking or calling in the FBI, CIA or nice young men in their clean white coats. It's interesting that when we agree, we totally agree, but when we disagree, it's more, "eh, ok" and move on.

But if you want to hug your pillow.... not without a nice dinner, movie, and promises you don't intend to keep!

Hope your week is going well without me, my parents are having a great time here. Miss ya, and I'm back on Monday.

1:03 AM  

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