its 3 am, so bear with me here. i just got out of the shower and im waiting for my hair to dry and i was thinking about all this a minute ago, so im gonna try to explain it all. here goes...

so, as i just said, i just got out of the shower, and as i was drying off, for some reason, i did something other than my normal drying off procedure. i usually grab the towel off the hook and put both hands on the same side of the towel approx. 2/3 of the way to the top, letting the other 1/3 drape over the back of my hands. i then dry my face first, then my hair. and as most of you know, i have alot of hair. i mean alot. so i usually move the towel a little bit at a time as i dry my hair because the towel gets too wet to be a very effective drying instrument. but for whatever reason, this time i took the towel, folded it in half, and with my hands on the back of the towel once again, proceded to dry my face with the doubled up towel.

it was nice. the towel felt so much softer and more pleasant. it didnt scratch my face, or hurt my nose, or rub my eyes, or anything. it just felt comfortable. so i continued in my drying process, and began to dry my hair. the new comfort wasnt as profound, but it was still there. again, it just felt nice. but since i didnt have the towel in its usual 1/3, 2/3 configuration, i didnt move the towel around to take atvantage of all the dry spots on the towel. i soon found myself trying to dry the enormous mop of hair that i have with the same, water-soaked area of towel that i had dried my face and half of my hair with. the effect? the front half of my hair was nice and dry, but the back (i dry it starting in the front and moving toward the back), on the other hand, was still wet.

the damp towel was useless against it. so i flipped over the towel, not wanting to lose this new, soft comfort i had just found, and again began to dry my hair with the soft, doubled over towel. but it didnt feel right. the side of the towel i was holding now was too wet feeling. my hands had been dried for a relatively long period of time, and now they were touching this wet portion of used towel, and it just bothered me. so i began to un fold, then fold the towel in half the other way. but of course, this being a new way for me to hold a towel, i accidentally dropped half of the towel, letting it fall into the still wet tub, soaking what was the dry end of the towel.

i now was left with a half soaked, half damp (and therefore useless) towel, a half dry, half wet head of very thick hair, and the rest of myself yet to be dried off. i was left with no choice but to abandon the towel that brought me so much newfound comfort in favor of a new towel used in the same old, 1/3, 2/3 manner. so i dried off and began wondering, "what would 'valliant fighter' (i wont use his real name on here just in case he has it copyrighted or something) make of this whole situation? he always seems to think of some deep, useful life application to go with any normal, everyday thing like getting contacts or using a towel in a new way..." and i thought and thought as i finished my usual after shower procedure (in nothing but the old, familiar ways, careful not to change it up any), and it came to me. how much did i just sacrifice for something as simple as a tiny, newfound comfort? it took two towels instead of one, almost twice as long to finish the simple task of drying off, and when it was all said and done, i had forgotten to go back and dry the back of my head, leaving my with a dry, frizzy front half and a wet back half that i cant sleep on because it will turn into the worst case of bed-head you have ever seen. and again, for what? a little luxury?

i began to think of how many times i have gone so far out of my way to do something that feels good, or has a little more luxury to it. how much do i sacrifice for something that doesnt really matter in the end? the sad but true answer i came up with was "alot." i compromise in my relationship with God for something that feels good at the time, but ends up costing me twice as much when its all said and done. i spend so much time and money trying to make things a little nicer or look a little better. i sacrifice so much time trying to take a shortcut to everything. i spent 2 or 3 hours rigging up my stereo to turn on when i turn on the headlights so i wouldnt have to dig the keys out of my pockets to turn it on "acc" to get a cd out of the cd player. i dicovered that i can be very lazy, selfish, and stubborn about so many things, all for something that feels nice for a moment.

and on a side note, i was happy to find another lesson from the ordeal which i, being a strong conservative, enjoy. as the "hershey's" commercial so eloquently put it, "change is bad." if i had stuck with the 1/3, 2/3 approach, i wouldnt be stuck here with half a head of wet hair, writing a stupid blog at almost 4 in the morning about how not try dry yourself off after a shower. but maybe, theres another lesson to be learned. how often do we waste our time 'drying our hair with a wet towel'? all other of tonights event aside, if i had successfully changed the towels position before if became too wet to be useful, it would have saved time. how often do we refuse to change something about ourselves, thereby rendering ourselves useless?

really, how sad is this whole situation? im writing about towels at (now) 4:15 in the morning... so if i missed any deep, profound meaning, a worthwhile reference to an inspiring scripture, or even a stupid and/or funny possible meaning to the story, feel free to enlighten me.

or if you think this entire blog is useless and a waste of even my time to write outmuch less your time to read it, let me know. at the very least, i hope i didnt make anyone feel too awkward talking in detail about what i do when i get out of the shower. 

and the line breaks are for you, keith. i hope you feel special.