As my tired body woke up from dream world, I was pleasantly surprised by the dark clouds and a light showering of rain. I sat around my house in my oversized sweat-shorts listening to my morning spotify music list and high running fan and thought to myself what a perfect morning... For the first time in 2 weeks I didn’t have anything planned except to get this blog up and going again so, once I took my photo of Dante in my apt’s gutter storm drain, I came inside bundled up in blankets and pillows to lay down and watch a movie till I went into work at 3.
I am always one to seize the moment, to take every opportunity and to try to have a smile on my face w/ a kick in my step while doing it, but I must remind myself that I am human and deserve to sit in absolute silence or zone out and enjoy a movie from time to time. Living large and going after your dreams sometimes comes at a cost in which most cases is worth it but sanity is nice. My Momboroni has told me on several occasions to slow down and enjoy the ride, to work hard but to make time for people in your life. And I guess I mostly reflect on her statement “You can have the whole world and still be lonely, Lor.” That I must find people to share my world with and to watch out for the fair weather friends. I love that my mom still watches out for me, still puts me in my place and challenges me. It's because of people like her, that I know I will never be lonely, even if I feel dark inside at times.
So, yes, I watched a movie, zoned out, read a few chapters in my book and enjoyed every minute of it and for that, I thank the rain for letting me slow down for the day!
Today:
Song: The Beatles - Nowhere Man
Quote of the day: “I'm interested in people's darker side, the ones that aren't easy and well balanced. The cracks and scars are what make us beautiful and intriguing.”
Fav food consumed today: Mushroom Brie Bisque
Craving: Pizza
Drinking: Orange Soda
Random fact: Whenever I listen to The Beatles I get a since of happy, I’m reminded of how my family would belt out at the top of our lungs in the car or kitchen, dancing around laughing till it hurt and how my brother started a Beatles band in elementary school (he was George).
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