Not all beverages are created equal. Water. Hot tea. Organic juice. These three beverages have been my liquid choices for a while now. When I went to Publix to purchase meat, I decided to pick up two flavors of Ocean Spray juice. After one cup, my body immediately informed me that it is too sweet for my consumption. Publix had a refund on its hands. This was never a problem before the introduction of organic juice from Brother’s Farmers Market. Its amazing to me how quickly personal taste can change.
There are journals from college that have references to the beach. There was a desire to spend more time there. Its funny that many of us complain about the traffic or time it takes to get there; including myself. However, there are people that travel from all over the world to enjoy its beauty. This summer has found me visiting the beach more often in spite of myself. Vacation time can make a girl quite lazy.
I went to the beach twice this week. One evening found me driving there to simply enjoy the mere sight of it all. The sensation of the wind against my skin was exhilarating. There were not a lot of people, and the heat was not present. It was relaxing and beautiful. The moon was at its halfway mark as the sun fell. While staring at a cloud, a plane flew into the middle of it. Lights started flashing. When it happened again with the sound of rolling thunder, I quickly found myself en route to my car. It was a moment in nature with amazing results.
For the feeling that I have when I wake up after staying up too late. Coffee does not really help, but I will lie to myself and have a cup anyways. Anything after the stroke of midnight will awaken my insomnia. It affects my moods, my eyes, my entire life. Until I am able to get my rhythm back on track, the immediate response to anything is….”Bite me”. While it may not be said aloud, trust me it is being said.
My PCP recently told me that I was fat, and had to cut out dessert. The mirror did point out the fluff rising above the jeans. Yoga has not exactly worked out for me this year much to the dismay of the scale. While all of this is floating around, a man wanted to make a romantic gesture towards me not too long ago in spite of the fact that a friend told him that he had absolutely no chance. This push and pull scenario falls into the “Bite me” category.
There are quirks in life that do not invoke pleasantries. They are not tragic, but you do not have a cup of tea as they transpire. These special quirks in life will now fall into this humble little spot in my blog.