It’s one of those nights. I got in bed with the lights off an hour ago, and while my eyes are heavy and my brain is reminding me every three minutes I have to work in the morning, I can. not. sleep.
Now I’m convinced there is something keeping me up. Am I hungry? Is my alarm set? Am I pregnant? Do I need to start confronting that emotional issue I’ve been suppressing for a good two months?
Like always (it seems) there are lots of changes on my horizon. But I’m really excited about all of them, about the prospect of some new chapters, reflection, re-organizing. Those types if things. So why am I stressed and awake and restless?..!
There’s lots I want to write about, but most of it I don’t want to confront, or utter aloud (or write?). Most of these things don’t truly matter to my “overall” but are the things that roam my thoughts often through out the day. Which makes me think they might matter to my “overall”. Which scares me.
I don’t feel any closer to sleep, which was the whole point if this. Sorry none of it makes sense!
Good grief. Goodnight.
•manage my money wisely and effectively
•go to one place in oregon I haven’t
•document my trip to Boise better than I have done my trips in the past.
•loosen my grip/realize I do not have control over situations or people
•camp and/or stay in a yert(yurt?) at the beach
•go back to being a redhead-blonde you’ve been fun but I’m ready to be myself again
•use my camera at least 3 times
•enjoy seeing jenny lewis and brand new in concert (that’s a given.. I just wanted to brag a little)
I’m seriously shocked that it is already august. The last week of the month will mark one year in portland for me. I’m ready to make the next few weeks good ones, to truly enjoy the rest of my summer by setting myself up for less stress and more fun.