I’m pretty sure I have jet lag every morning of my life.
I go to bed at night trying to tattoo into my mind the excitement I want to feel when my alarm goes off. In the morning, just a little too early, the cell phone song cuts through a thick fog of dreams, disturbing and addictive dreams. Whatever I thought the night before no longer ever existed. Coming up out of the water of sleep, my eyes sting and I suck in handfuls of air trying to find my phone in the dark. I sit up after turning the noise off and I take breaths that come from somewhere deep, like my body is the earth and some hidden cavern holds life, miles and miles from the surface.
Sometimes I check the media on my phone, little slices of affirmation or conflict that I feel dully, but feel more than understand. If I have enough wisdom, I refrain from looking at my phone because I know that all of those panting dogs will wait.
I blink, blink, close my eyes reminding them what it’s like to be awake. “Be awake!” I try to shout to my insides because they weigh so much more than usual… Continue reading “I’m Only Sleeping”
Although I have mostly integrated my Western Washington self and my Colorado Springs self, I find the first day or two after traveling really disorienting.
Coming back to Colorado is the more disorienting of the two transitions. It doesn’t help when I have lost a lot of sleep.
So Wednesday night I had two hours of sleep. This led to a very confusing time checking in at the airport at 5am on Thursday. They have those machines now, the do-it-yourself check-in touch screen computer screens. Although I was flying into Denver, I did not remember this until I’d failed three times on the computer screen typing in Colorado Springs, and then stood in line and talked to a real person. The real woman I spoke to made me wait, “I’m not ready for you yet,” and probably because I was so tired, I felt sure that she was clacking away nonsense on her computer keyboard simply to put me in my place. I explained the confusion I felt that my flight didn’t exist and it wasn’t until she used the word, “Denver” that I realized my mistake.
Once I was finally back in my room in Colorado, I did some random unpacking and took a nap. Then I read, or tried to read and took another nap. Last night, exhausted at 9pm, I fell asleep hard and woke up almost twelve hours later. This was not disturbing to me, but a relief to have gotten sleep I obviously needed.
What was disturbing is how the day unfolded following this epic sleep… Continue reading “Zombie Life”
Today I advance one year in the age game. I’m not bothered by the number, although since I spend most of my time with people a decade younger, I joke that I’ll be turning 29 again.
The day did not start out so good. I woke up a little after 5 to work out…
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otherwise known as walking to Starbucks. The weather report had predicted snow, but this wasn’t as much snow as tiny shards of sharp ice – all flying at my face, regardless of wind direction. About a block and a half from home I slipped on the ice just in the way you see a person encounter a banana peal in the cartoons. Yes, I did laugh at myself, but I also landed in daintiness square on my right hip. If there were a movie of my life, it should start with that moment. It also may end with a similar moment in fifty years.
Because I’ve been watching this tv show lately about spies, I actually considered the rest of the walk as a stealth challenge.
For a second.
Then I considered what it could feel like to fall on my throbbing hip again and I decided that studying today is quite enough of a challenge.
No other incidents in the last three hours since The Fall, but I’ll keep you updated. In the mean time I’ll be here with a mocha my roommate bought me and my nose in this commentary on Philippians.
I don’t get out much.
Today all of the necessary things came together for me to mail a package and it was amazing. Here are the laborious steps to such a feat: Find a box. Have an address. Have the money on the same day that I have the ability to borrow a friend’s car, on the same day that I have some free minutes during business hours. Today was just such a magical day.
I told a friend in July that I wanted to send them something specific in the mail. Near the end of August I thought to buy the right box while I was at Target (cheers and high fives!). I already had packing tape because I’m the girl who always forgets about tape when she believes that buying the box at the post office will work fine and now has 3 rolls of packing tape. So the box was ready to be sent sometime in September and today it finally left my possession (high fives and cheers!).
Here’s what else happened. I wanted to check several things off my list, so I brought some photo CDs to send to another friend. I have their address memorized. Check. I had just deposited enough money to send plenty of things. Great. In my minds eye, I felt sure I could buy one of those padded mailers at the post office and THOSE don’t need tape. Good plan…. Continue reading “Errant Errands”
I’m back on the wagon.
By that, I mean, I’ve stopped eating sugar…. again. It’s possibly comparable to, say, trying to quit smoking in Ireland or trying to not eat bread in Germany.
Sugar. Is. Everywhere.
I successfully gave up sugar last year for about 5 months. And then earlier this year I gave it up for Lent.
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Whenever I talk about this to people they invariably suggest moderation. It’s a good suggestion (and a popular one). Unfortunately, sugar is my trigger to not eat in moderation… so if I just choose one day a week to eat sugar? I spend the two days after that fighting with all of my being to not eat sugar. Whereas, if I never eat it, then I have a much easier time resisting. Not only that, but my cravings in general are reduced….. Continue reading “Flee From Cookie Immorality”
The adventures continue.
Yesterday I went with a friend to the Olympic Game Farm near (in?) Sequim, Washington.
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The experience was so fun and left no real possibility for me to roll my ankle as we drove
through the park. We came upon Yak, Llamas, a Rhino, several Bears that did tricks (Grizzly and Black), Bunnies, a Bengal Tiger, Elk, Deer (of all kinds) and many Bison. Some of these animals are sort of gentle- nibbling the bread out of your hand. Some were much more aggressive and really
wanted that bread, thank you…. Continue reading “Olympic Game Farm”
I realized last week that I am a real explorer. It hit me on a random trip to the beach. At first I sat in the car with the windows down reading a bit of my book, “How to Be an Explorer of the World” by Kerri Smith. The first thing I noticed is that she suggests doing lots of things I already do as a habit (or a quirk?).
Then I grabbed my bag and camera and headed down to the beach. I walked really slowly and took a lot of pictures… the tide was fairly far in so I clambered over logs in my flip flops and a skirt (a long, flowy skirt).
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I just sort of followed my feelings down the beach and ended up sitting on this log, nestled into a cove of branches, logs, a sharply steep hillside and water… green, sludgy water that looked like some kind of healthy oriental soup. Then I pulled out a piece of paper and started writing down observations, taking pictures, thinking… Continue reading “How To Be”