Quickly before bed
Today was a good day although I did much of nothing. I enjoyed the simple things as my body rights itself. [ Long story here, I really don't want to get into. Okay, its not a long story at all, I just don't want to talk about it even though it is not major.]
I have my classes all set and registered for. All classes will really be of great focus. This upcoming semester I have Yoga, Painting, World History [before 1800 something], and above all creative writing. I will be using my writing class as a catalyst in getting my writing habits formulated so that when the writing needs to be done, I will have the discipline to complete it without whining to myself about why I shouldn't. [ My excuses are getting weak even to myself.
I have been dealing with Migraines a lot lately, I seriously doubt they have anything to do with the oil spill, but you know how the human mind works at grasping straws.
On that note, it is turning into a painful experience to watch the news these days, everything makes me want to cry. I don't like to cry, and I'd like to think I hold off better than most people I know... even though it is not healthy. Now it seems I am able to cry at the drop of a hat; no matter though.
I'm starting to fade my dears, with my wishes of your merry dreams. Sleep well scary, beautiful world, I will talk to you tomorrow.
I have my classes all set and registered for. All classes will really be of great focus. This upcoming semester I have Yoga, Painting, World History [before 1800 something], and above all creative writing. I will be using my writing class as a catalyst in getting my writing habits formulated so that when the writing needs to be done, I will have the discipline to complete it without whining to myself about why I shouldn't. [ My excuses are getting weak even to myself.
I have been dealing with Migraines a lot lately, I seriously doubt they have anything to do with the oil spill, but you know how the human mind works at grasping straws.
On that note, it is turning into a painful experience to watch the news these days, everything makes me want to cry. I don't like to cry, and I'd like to think I hold off better than most people I know... even though it is not healthy. Now it seems I am able to cry at the drop of a hat; no matter though.
I'm starting to fade my dears, with my wishes of your merry dreams. Sleep well scary, beautiful world, I will talk to you tomorrow.