I’m not at a place to turn down a work-for-money opportunity, really, and so I’m going in tomorrow to work, though it wasn’t on the schedule until late this afternoon….
I usually love getting to go in to work, though – I genuinely enjoy it…
And the funny thing is that I’ve felt more and more down and out since I agreed to go in tomorrow…
… and I’m really not sure why…
Post-a-day 2018
It almost magical how much something seemingly permanency can change in a short time.
Just two weeks ago, I was noticing how few guys seemed to be in my life (not dating-wise, but just at all), and how I missed having males around.
As of tonight, it feels as though guys are overflowing in my life, and in various ways (though surprisingly many of them have made clear efforts to date me).
Life is crazy (as though I don’t already know that), and totally worth it (I’ve know that one for quite a while, too). 🙂
Post-a-day 2018
Things fall apart…
Yes, they certainly do.
But, somehow, they fall
Back together,
And better, too.
Post-a-day 2018
The Universe gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it.
Period.
Today, I needed a reminder of the magic that abounds, and I was granted that reminder thoroughly and beautifully.
I was even declared an interpreter by someone who didn’t even know that languages are a prominent part of my life, nor that I know more than one language.
And, on my way home this evening, just to let myself free in having fun, I sang a free-flowing song in a language I don’t entirely understand (yet, anyway)…. and it, too, was magical.
Yes, today has been magical, magic-filled from the Universe.
Thank you
Post-a-day 2018
I got out of bed at 3:45am, and met my friend outside at about 4:10am to drive to the airport.
I flew in an airplane to Chicago, where I met my cousins and then drove to Wisconsin.
We met with my brother and his friend at Devil’s Lake, and then hiked about six miles together around the lake.
We admired willingly the spectacular and deep-breathing-inspiring colors of the Fall, and awed at a Bald Eagle who flew over the lake for a bit.
We checked into our joined suite rooms, and then dunes down the street at an all-you-can-eat Mongolian stir-fry place, each eating more than we’d intended.
We gathered in the joined living area of the suite rooms, sipped digestifs, chatted about nonsense, played ukulele, practiced/learned some yoga and some acro-yoga, talked about nerd stuff, joked about my brother’s classmates back in college who argued about some terms in calculus, cracked up when my cousins began to argue about those terms in calculus, and consciously enjoyed our collective company.
I chatted more with my brother as he prepared for bed and I, unknowingly, was locked out of my room.
We laughed, and, eventually, I gained access back into my room with my cousins.
My cousin and I listened to voicemails from our grandparents, filled with wholesome delight.
I took the first good shower I’ve had in months (since the one where I’m living has been quite the nonsensical mess since I moved in there), and reminisced about Japanese onsen while I untangled a crazy knot in my extremely long hair.
I earned another badge in my Fitbit, because I walked over 22,000 steps today.
I stayed awake and in a good mood for over 19 hours.
I breathed easily almost the entire day, for the first time in a long while (it has felt, anyway).
I was myself, and so were the others, and we were spectacular.
I and we did good today, both grammatically correctly and incorrectly. 😉
Post-a-day 2018
It feels as though an absence of music in my life is a sign of an absence of delight.
When there is so much happening, that I do not take the time for music – either listening or playing – it usually results that I am stressed and haggard and, quite likely, too, sick.
No surprise that I haven’t had any music lately, and I haven’t played guitar or ukulele in a while…., and no surprise that I’ve been stuck with an icky cold for over a week and a half…, because I’ve been so stressed and strained with various topics in my life, I haven’t taken the time to take care of myself.
I haven’t taken the time to have music, one of the deepest joys of my heart.
Perhaps, if I had music for myself every day, I might never get sick… there’s likely some study about that anyway, where music makes the body healthier (not to mention improved brain function on the whole).
Well, I’ve been doing what I consider to be a very good job, as of late, feeding myself and preparing food for myself…. now to add music in there every day.
I wonder if I can really do it… can I see myself as really being worth that effort and time?? (I’m still only halfway there with the good food preparation mentality…)
But I think it is a good time to give it a go, so I’ll go for it… music every day… for myself…, because I not only need but deserve it.
Okay.
…Crazy how this scares me somehow…
Post-a-day 2018
I’m beginning to feel, after someone asked me about my writing this morning, that the main reason I like and am drawn to writing so much, is that it is an opportunity for me to express myself without being interrupted, put down (directly), or even ignored (noticeably)… I get to be myself and to express myself, no matter who might be nearby.
I’m not sure if I like that or not, though…
I’ll ponder for another day or month or so, and see where it gets me… perhaps it’ll be breathtakingly phenomenal, when I have a breakthrough out of what I find in that pondering.
Post-a-day 2018
Sometimes, the best things come out of signing up to do something wonderful that you are terrified to do… so, I’m looking forward to the morning of October 7th, with both nerves and extreme delight.
Post-a-day 2018
Sometimes, everything gets super stressful, and then goes to total sh**.
And then I accept it.
And then everything falls brilliantly into perfect placement.
So, perhaps it is time I just stop getting stressed in the first place…
Post-a-day 2018
My family is so amazing, I wish they lived closer together and to me… no one compares to them and to our relationships with one another.
It’s no wonder I always feel like I have almost no friends – none are the kind of friendships I really seek, ones like the bonds with my family members… and the few who are close like family, mostly live extremely far away, not even in a neighboring state (let alone country for some).
It seems I’ve really taken the whole ‘never settle in life’ concept seriously – it’s either spectacular friends or no friends.
But is that really best?
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