All the small things.

So i have had a long time to think on myself lately, Try to figure out who it is that i have been living as for the past 22 years and what it is i will be in the future. In doing so i have discovered many odd and wonderfull things about myself. Included in which is the secret to life (or atlest mine). now while i let the suspense build i must change directions.
This week i have been in the process of moving all my earthly possetions to a new house, which is stellar, anddiscovering that it is fun to go through all your belongings. I have been stumbling across all sorts of forgotten nick-naks. Mostly photos of myself at strange and relativly embarassing points of my life.
And another fun new thing is that i cut the ol' mop off my head and went from this.. To something a little more like this...

Which is fun cause most of the people i interact with on a day to day basis keep on confusing me with a complete strangers. Although i was kind of going for the 'Jesus' look. For those of you who don't have a good imagination alow me to demonstrate my poor Photoshop skills.
So basically i have been getting lots of second glances, which i love! And that brings me to my original thing, the secret of life. I think it is all about all of the small things in life. They get me through the day and give me hope that something may be steering this crazy bus. some of the small things that keep me saine:
Second glances
Exact Change
Pull-through Parking spots
Old People Swearing (what do you say to that?)
Head Shots
Mint ToothPicks
These are but a few of the things that i enjoy, mostly cause i don't plan on them, they just seem to happen across my trail. Keep me on my toes and such. any way, it is time for me to go to bed.