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On Sunday evening I went up the canyon and into the mountains to find a little bit of tranquility...I perched on a rock in the middle of a mountain stream and just laid there for awhile.
I started getting sick Monday morning. I don't usually get allergies, but Utah does funny things to me so I assumed it could be that. Sinusy, without the red eyes/itching/etc. Well, it didn't go away. It's getting worse and starting to feel like a mild bronchitis in my chest. Perfect!
Can't afford to miss work (I did yesterday)...I've been forcing myself to classes because I don't feel sick enough to miss, and quite frankly I don't want to. It's also "midterms" (more like "triterms"). Yet again, perfect.
I just want to die on a bed and surround myself with grapefruits and orange juice, maybe Russian tea. And miso soup. Rice, maybe.
Not my bed, of course. I'm sick of the scenery in my house. And my mattress needs flipping. My couch is less than comfortable. So...a nice, fluffy bed in a clean neutral toned room with sunlight when I need it and a thunderstorm when I don't. Maybe like Maria's bed in The Sound of Music. I'd like that fresh air and sunshine, too....not hot Utah dirty air sunshine. Today it's cloudy/stormy. I like it, because it's cooling it off.
I have a date on Saturday. Me, a date. It was sort of a set up, and a blind date, but we're doubling with my friend/old roommate Ali and this guy's friend Ty. Well, she recently met Ty and asked if he had a friend, and his friend Chris said he'd love to take me out, so here we go.
I realized that I'm 27 and don't know how to date, because I started freaking out at the thought of it. Need to just exist in the moment. And stop judging myself. I was good at not doing that until recently.
I started getting sick Monday morning. I don't usually get allergies, but Utah does funny things to me so I assumed it could be that. Sinusy, without the red eyes/itching/etc. Well, it didn't go away. It's getting worse and starting to feel like a mild bronchitis in my chest. Perfect!
Can't afford to miss work (I did yesterday)...I've been forcing myself to classes because I don't feel sick enough to miss, and quite frankly I don't want to. It's also "midterms" (more like "triterms"). Yet again, perfect.
I just want to die on a bed and surround myself with grapefruits and orange juice, maybe Russian tea. And miso soup. Rice, maybe.
Not my bed, of course. I'm sick of the scenery in my house. And my mattress needs flipping. My couch is less than comfortable. So...a nice, fluffy bed in a clean neutral toned room with sunlight when I need it and a thunderstorm when I don't. Maybe like Maria's bed in The Sound of Music. I'd like that fresh air and sunshine, too....not hot Utah dirty air sunshine. Today it's cloudy/stormy. I like it, because it's cooling it off.
I have a date on Saturday. Me, a date. It was sort of a set up, and a blind date, but we're doubling with my friend/old roommate Ali and this guy's friend Ty. Well, she recently met Ty and asked if he had a friend, and his friend Chris said he'd love to take me out, so here we go.
I realized that I'm 27 and don't know how to date, because I started freaking out at the thought of it. Need to just exist in the moment. And stop judging myself. I was good at not doing that until recently.