last night i had the strangest dream
i sailed away to china
in a little row boat to find ya
and you said you had to get your laundry cleaned
didn't want no one to hold ya
what does that mean?
actually i don't remember my dreams from last night, but omg i had the best night's sleep in a long time. only woke up twice from back pain. sweeeeeeeet. plus, i wasn't dying when i woke up. actually able to wait until about 2pm to take my first pain pill =)
i was on my own for most of today because aunt debbie and uncle craig were going to a small family wedding. i got caught up on more junk tv and got to watch both the USA's and Mexico's world cup qualifier games today. god i love soccer. portugal won theirs too. an easy victory, but a victory nonetheless!
a 29-year-old who still lives with her parents won wipeout tonight. it gave me a sick kind of hope =)
i think adam is supposed to come visit me tomorrow, but we haven't confirmed. maybe i should text him...
in other news, i tried my hand at "cooking" for the first time since the accident. i made a horrible hot dog sandwich that was just as good as it sounds. but it was fun trying to "cook" again. maybe next time i'll actually use the stove instead of the microwave and toaster. i'm thinking that has the possibility to yeild much better or much worse results, depending on several variables.
i'm going to think of a way to be more active. im starting to put on the lbs again and since i'm going to be in this shape for at least the next few months, i should figure a way to not totally let myself go.
san diego 15th - 29th!!!
<3
addendum:
tonight is the first time where i can say i thought of concrete evidence to demonstrate my feeling that i have only ever truly been in love once.
actually i was talking to a friend and i feel like i figured a lot of things out. like how to have truly loved means to have never lost the love.
everything changes. beginnings and endings are the way of things. true love is unique in that once it is experienced, though people may go, the love does not. it simply slowly retreats into the folds of your being, to lie dormant until such time a memory or emotion is triggered that reminds us the love is still there and will always be.
how beautiful.
that loss might only be partial and impermanent
in a little row boat to find ya
and you said you had to get your laundry cleaned
didn't want no one to hold ya
what does that mean?
actually i don't remember my dreams from last night, but omg i had the best night's sleep in a long time. only woke up twice from back pain. sweeeeeeeet. plus, i wasn't dying when i woke up. actually able to wait until about 2pm to take my first pain pill =)
i was on my own for most of today because aunt debbie and uncle craig were going to a small family wedding. i got caught up on more junk tv and got to watch both the USA's and Mexico's world cup qualifier games today. god i love soccer. portugal won theirs too. an easy victory, but a victory nonetheless!
a 29-year-old who still lives with her parents won wipeout tonight. it gave me a sick kind of hope =)
i think adam is supposed to come visit me tomorrow, but we haven't confirmed. maybe i should text him...
in other news, i tried my hand at "cooking" for the first time since the accident. i made a horrible hot dog sandwich that was just as good as it sounds. but it was fun trying to "cook" again. maybe next time i'll actually use the stove instead of the microwave and toaster. i'm thinking that has the possibility to yeild much better or much worse results, depending on several variables.
i'm going to think of a way to be more active. im starting to put on the lbs again and since i'm going to be in this shape for at least the next few months, i should figure a way to not totally let myself go.
san diego 15th - 29th!!!
<3
addendum:
tonight is the first time where i can say i thought of concrete evidence to demonstrate my feeling that i have only ever truly been in love once.
actually i was talking to a friend and i feel like i figured a lot of things out. like how to have truly loved means to have never lost the love.
everything changes. beginnings and endings are the way of things. true love is unique in that once it is experienced, though people may go, the love does not. it simply slowly retreats into the folds of your being, to lie dormant until such time a memory or emotion is triggered that reminds us the love is still there and will always be.
how beautiful.
that loss might only be partial and impermanent