+ And so it goes… you put your faith in the universe and she decides that Bonnaroo 2012 is in fact not in your future. What a monumental shame.
+ I always have to suppress my chuckles when I’m having a conversation with someone who thinks it’s much more polite or politically correct to whisper descriptive words & phrases like “black girl”, “married to an Indian”, “He’s gay”. Like… really?! Hahahahah…
+ I’m finally feeling like I can get my financials in order and I’m making the vow to spend less of it on objects and more of it on experiences… classes, travels, concerts and events, philanthropic things.
+ The next few weeks are going to be an incredible test on my ability to handle stress. With two showcases to light, a new job, lots of birthdays, showers, calendar balancing, etc, I keep having to fight off these severe surges of unbridled panic. My remedies: a cheapo deal on unlimited yoga and a spa date with mom.
+ Brooklyn is a dream, but if I had the choice of which side of the river I’d like to live on, the city would be home.
+ It boggles my mind how many objects I own. The sheer number of things competing for space in my head and living quarters is unreal. Just the amount of energy I expend on cataloging it all, forgetting about them, rediscovering them, debating on their past, present, and future with me…! I need to seriously detox all of my sh*t!
+ It seems this nuvaring is doing me some good. I feel like my normal self again and I feel like my body intuition is back as well. I’ll have to see what this week (month 2, week 4) will be like to make a conclusive decision, but I think I’m going to be okay. My mom’s been cooking beef and greens every time I come home. Thank goodness for moms, huh?!
