Javaluja

we all know starbucks is just about the marketing...this is an intriguing and comical commentary about the church...

sour watermelon jolly rancher

i ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner
in bed today.
i prepared each meal myself.
placed it on a
tray
and brought it to my room.
where i watched britney spears, madonna, and justin timberlake music videos.
all within the comfort of my sheets.

i'm not quite sure i recognize myself today.
i know this was a rather lavish thing to do.
and that i am privileged to have such a day.

but when
i wake up,
get out of bed
and have difficulty keeping my balance just standing
even after i take a moment
something is abnormal from the start.

and then also...
emotions flare out of control.
tears flow.
i am overcome with every relational aspect of my life.
why?--the question i ask myself.

so i hibernate.
i drink tea and eat a waffle and a bagel and raisins and baked goods and i sleep sleep sleep
and then i eat some delicious pasta and some banana bread and watch a movie.
in bed.

some much-needed and appreciated insight and encouragement
from wonderful woman housemate
bring perspective
and shift the weight of wondering 'what is wrong with me' to, instead, 'i am not insane, and i am not alone. i am on a cycle that affects my emotions'


time to prepare in advance.
load up the sandbags
for the monthly storm.

and everyone leave me alone.

and so she begins

I'm not so sure I'll ever actually blog here...but some friends seem to like this space, so I thought I'd try it on for a bit. Must fit just right if I am to buy it...

It seems appropriate to introduce you to Pink Sylvia: mascot of my life to get things started just right. Here she is exploring the mysteries of the mountainous Colorado.