You know, I always have these grand ideas as I am walking home, or I am lying in my bed awaiting my brain to stop thinking of random stuff, or it is that random stuff that I find so interesting that I want to write about.
I always say that I should write in down, or jot down a sentence or two, even if I just key in an Evernote reminder or something. But I never do, I want to, but I’ll be so exhausted from the day already that I rationalize, if it’s good I’ll remember.
I eventually fall asleep, banking on my amazing memory to help me out when I awake. Once I awake, much to my lack of surprise, I go for the kitchen. I don’t even care about what I was thinking about, usually, I probably forgot anyway, additionally there’s coffee and that is my utmost priority.
I know what you’re thinking, what about the person in you’re bed? (If you don’t know me by now, you know you probably aren’t asking that question; you also know that I wish you were though.)
There are times where I don’t even want to eat, despite not eating for over 10 hours (trust me, I know I am spoiled when it comes to food), I will just power through. I mean, we all have those moments, psychologists call it flow, Today, I was just thinking walking home from gym, that I really want to write.
But I had to eat, of course. I had a meal around lunch, then I rummaged around at home on my computer before leaving for ballet (I went to the mall, read my book with my latte from Starbucks, spent $50 on 3 pairs of socks and underwear, you know, the usual). After ballet literally showed me how weak my legs are, I went back to the gym to work out. After I finish up at the gym, I start to walk back to the bus station, thinking about how writing isn’t really happening for me right about now.
So I will get back into writing again, I plan to really get back into a lot of things actually, as I just got back into ballet and I realized that the instructor I had crushed on, I still am crushing on. I have a lot of learning that I still would like to do, while I have the time as I am single-ish.
I am still holding the spot for Whitney Cummings. Although I saw her on an advertisement for Lights Out with David Spade, and man she is like supermodel thin. Nikki Glaser snorted when she was laughing, delicious is the first word that came to mind, that is something I would release hostages for. I think I am a cannibal.
Anyway, look forward to more meaningful content, this is something that I am currently writing at 2:45 am, and you won’t see it until 9:30 am. Where I’ll be sleeping in my comfy bed! Oh by the way, I’m playing a lot of Scrabble Go, I bought the board game, but I need to have friends to come over to play, because I am retro and that makes me think I am cool.