oh craigslist and tea
Not working every afternoon of my life is incredibly refreshing. I've been able to do things that I've been pining for, like walks (and a run yesterday!) and not rushing around every living minute. And I watched a Katrina Special on Oprah (shhh) about stories that don't get on the news, and it was so fucking eye opening I wanted to donate like 3 million dollars and all of my time to the rebuilding effort.
I just spent a chunk of the afternoon reading old journal posts, both mine and others. It gets my blood flowing, to read people's words and feel as if they could be my words too. Connecting with people gives me an incredible energy.
I wrote like 10 pages in my pretty journal yesterday at the library. so nice. Too bad I can't channel all this energy into getting work done. I just can't bring myself to do it, nothing that I have in front of me makes me at all happy, and I'm very self-indulgent these days.
Days filled with exercise and tea, and stretching, and journaling, and sun.
These days make me feel happy, even if I'm not.
The future is still hanging over me like a cloud. People are asking me why I'm so concerned, that its months away, when I have to think about "after-college life" but I dont think they understand that I've been waiting for it for, like, 15 months. But i wont bother to vent them all out here. I'll keep toiling around craigslist, although I still can't really narrow down where I really want to live. I'm the worst decision maker in the history of time. I can barely choose whether or not I want to buy a shirt thats 15 dollars (I've seriously been in a situation where I pick up a shirt, walk all around the store with it, intending to purchase; change my mind, put it down, then pick it up, and repeat the process about three times. Seriously.)
Soooooo we'll see. There are some variables that could change any day, or never at all. But I am making a promise to myself right now, that I do what I want, and not to let anyone make changes to my brain.
I think the best way for me to choose where I want to live is to see more of the country, or at least think of the places I've been. Second to that, hear from other people about cool places. I like to get first hand info.
if i think of more things that i feel like talking about, i'll probably be back to spew it. EDIT: As cliche and lame as the Oprah show can be, I am currently watching an episode where she gave 10 mil (of her own moolah apparently) to build a community of 65 homes for Katrina victims. People also could go to her website, where Oprah set up a registry to fill the houses with things most people take for granted. Its really moving, for some reason. I think I'm PMSing or whatever, but I'm getting choked up by this display of community love. Why can't all people with gazillions of dollars do something like this? I'm going to start donating to various causes way more often. I need to feel humanity again.
I just spent a chunk of the afternoon reading old journal posts, both mine and others. It gets my blood flowing, to read people's words and feel as if they could be my words too. Connecting with people gives me an incredible energy.
I wrote like 10 pages in my pretty journal yesterday at the library. so nice. Too bad I can't channel all this energy into getting work done. I just can't bring myself to do it, nothing that I have in front of me makes me at all happy, and I'm very self-indulgent these days.
Days filled with exercise and tea, and stretching, and journaling, and sun.
These days make me feel happy, even if I'm not.
The future is still hanging over me like a cloud. People are asking me why I'm so concerned, that its months away, when I have to think about "after-college life" but I dont think they understand that I've been waiting for it for, like, 15 months. But i wont bother to vent them all out here. I'll keep toiling around craigslist, although I still can't really narrow down where I really want to live. I'm the worst decision maker in the history of time. I can barely choose whether or not I want to buy a shirt thats 15 dollars (I've seriously been in a situation where I pick up a shirt, walk all around the store with it, intending to purchase; change my mind, put it down, then pick it up, and repeat the process about three times. Seriously.)
Soooooo we'll see. There are some variables that could change any day, or never at all. But I am making a promise to myself right now, that I do what I want, and not to let anyone make changes to my brain.
I think the best way for me to choose where I want to live is to see more of the country, or at least think of the places I've been. Second to that, hear from other people about cool places. I like to get first hand info.
if i think of more things that i feel like talking about, i'll probably be back to spew it. EDIT: As cliche and lame as the Oprah show can be, I am currently watching an episode where she gave 10 mil (of her own moolah apparently) to build a community of 65 homes for Katrina victims. People also could go to her website, where Oprah set up a registry to fill the houses with things most people take for granted. Its really moving, for some reason. I think I'm PMSing or whatever, but I'm getting choked up by this display of community love. Why can't all people with gazillions of dollars do something like this? I'm going to start donating to various causes way more often. I need to feel humanity again.