I was going to tell the story of finding the genuine Tiffany necklace in my parents' basement, and never being able to find the owner. And how, three years later when that necklace was stolen, another one materialized from the hands of my sister-in-law. But I just didn't feel like telling stories today.
I am eating Cheez-its right now and I just can't get enough of them. Eating lots of Cheez-its requires drinking lost of water. Cheez-it, water. Cheez-it, water. Typing. Cheez-it, water...
I found out pineapple makes my stomach super angry, so I can only eat it if I fall asleep right after consuming it. Which is what I just did, but my dreams were crazy weird. I dreamt I was shopping at Tiffany's and the phrase from that song "Mad World" kept repeating in my head. "The dreams in which I'm dying were the best I'd ever had." I woke up extremely depressed and thirsty and craving Cheez-its. So maybe eating pineapple before sleeping isn't the best idea either. But I love pineapple so much.
I guess this blog post is a slight departure from my regular posts just because I'm still groggy from my nap, so I probably won't say anything deep or interesting. But this blog is about my journey and today is part of that journey. Right? Right.
I talked to my sister yesterday for the first time in a billion years, and she said reading this blog was like reading my journal and she was invading my personal space. Apparently I have no personal space because once we started talking I realized everything I would have shared with her, I already wrote on my blog, so I had nothing to say. And today I have nothing to say. Some days are like that. I'm thinking stuff, but I don't feel like saying any of it. Hmmm...Cheez-its....
My sister is my biggest fan and I'm grateful for that. She says she likes everything I write, no matter what. But I wonder how much she will like this post. This is the true test.
I am eating Cheez-its right now and I just can't get enough of them. Eating lots of Cheez-its requires drinking lost of water. Cheez-it, water. Cheez-it, water. Typing. Cheez-it, water...
I found out pineapple makes my stomach super angry, so I can only eat it if I fall asleep right after consuming it. Which is what I just did, but my dreams were crazy weird. I dreamt I was shopping at Tiffany's and the phrase from that song "Mad World" kept repeating in my head. "The dreams in which I'm dying were the best I'd ever had." I woke up extremely depressed and thirsty and craving Cheez-its. So maybe eating pineapple before sleeping isn't the best idea either. But I love pineapple so much.
I guess this blog post is a slight departure from my regular posts just because I'm still groggy from my nap, so I probably won't say anything deep or interesting. But this blog is about my journey and today is part of that journey. Right? Right.
I talked to my sister yesterday for the first time in a billion years, and she said reading this blog was like reading my journal and she was invading my personal space. Apparently I have no personal space because once we started talking I realized everything I would have shared with her, I already wrote on my blog, so I had nothing to say. And today I have nothing to say. Some days are like that. I'm thinking stuff, but I don't feel like saying any of it. Hmmm...Cheez-its....
My sister is my biggest fan and I'm grateful for that. She says she likes everything I write, no matter what. But I wonder how much she will like this post. This is the true test.