I know I always start my blogs as if what I'm about to say is a new realization or sudden understanding or a secret that I'm letting you in on.
But hey, it's a blog. Isn't everything on a blog going to be an admission of some sort.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Crazy Hair Thursday
I have a long list of bad habits that I'm constantly aware of that I have. Sometimes I'm attacked by a crippling self-hatred. I figure it's just part of life sometimes.
If I could magically turn into someone else, I feel bad to say it, but,
I would in a heartbeat.
If I could magically turn into someone else, I feel bad to say it, but,
I would in a heartbeat.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Happy Birthday Barack Obama!
I got this present for you, but decided you probably didn't want it and I'll do you the favor of holding onto it for you.
Penelope
This might sound a little silly but there are quite sincerely few things I love more than my dog.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Stuck
This will come as no surprise but, I feel as if I live and am sometimes stuck in a crazy dream world.
Every night, often times 2 or 3 times a night, I have long, intense, vivid dreams. Almost all details are clear and nothing makes sense.
I usually wake up feeling drained, tired, anxious, or even afraid. Sorry for what's gone on or angry.
My dreams too often translate to real life. Where I'm walking as if in some sort of haze and the only thing I can think about are the impossible happenings of my sleep.
I have dark circles under my eyes and all of my rest isn't restful.
Last night I had a dream that all my older siblings were tiny little kids (the way I see them in really old pictures) being beaten by my father (keeping in mind that my dad has never even been close to abusive in any way) and I was the only adult, begging and crying to try and save them and stop him from beating them. I had another dream that I was trying to sew this scary scarecrow while a teacher yelled in the background and somehow, the fate of my family depending on the completion of it.
The other day I had a dream that I was stabbing a man to death with a reed like big piece of grass after accidentally killing a man with icicles.
I either need to stop watching crime shows, stop reading the news, stop taking my hive meds, or just take a chill pill.
Every night, often times 2 or 3 times a night, I have long, intense, vivid dreams. Almost all details are clear and nothing makes sense.
I usually wake up feeling drained, tired, anxious, or even afraid. Sorry for what's gone on or angry.
My dreams too often translate to real life. Where I'm walking as if in some sort of haze and the only thing I can think about are the impossible happenings of my sleep.
I have dark circles under my eyes and all of my rest isn't restful.
Last night I had a dream that all my older siblings were tiny little kids (the way I see them in really old pictures) being beaten by my father (keeping in mind that my dad has never even been close to abusive in any way) and I was the only adult, begging and crying to try and save them and stop him from beating them. I had another dream that I was trying to sew this scary scarecrow while a teacher yelled in the background and somehow, the fate of my family depending on the completion of it.
The other day I had a dream that I was stabbing a man to death with a reed like big piece of grass after accidentally killing a man with icicles.
I either need to stop watching crime shows, stop reading the news, stop taking my hive meds, or just take a chill pill.
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