Salutations friends and lovers all.
Do you got the beat, got the beat, got the beat?
Man, I certainly need a beat. (Pun unintended then intended.) I find I move much better with a soundtrack. Lack of sleep and so many things were beginning to really weigh down on me by the end of the week, that this morning I really felt in no mood to do anything – much less my errands.
But since I slept more last night than I had all week and dreamt about Scrubs (can you tell I’m excited for the reboot?) instead of the BS that usually takes place, I felt I had enough energy to at least start. I decided to keep in theme with last night’s dream so when I put on my headphones, I started playing Superman by Lazlo Bane and got to work on my chores. As it usually goes, my mood began to pick up as well as my tempo.
Music, movies, books, art, and so many other ways to storytell I think just help us feel less alone. At least it does me. I feel empowered when I put on my headphones and listen to music. I feel connected to something, to someone. Connected to the me I was before I and the world started stretching and shrinking me every which way my body would allow. The body holds so much, I’ve discovered. Now I’m trying to shed every layer that’s been tacked onto me, so I can find the me that’s underneath.
Isn’t it funny a lot of us spend the rest of our lives returning to the person we were before life touched us?
Isn’t it funny a lot of us spend the rest of our lives returning to the person we were before life touched us? I can tell you that’s what I’m trying to do. I’m trying to find the me I was allowed to be before the cage came down on me. I hope one day to feel truly free, truly me.
I got this. You got this. Just find your soundtrack down the yellow brick road towards Funkytown.
Keep scrolling to see pictures from my Recovery Weekend.
Part of Recovery Weekend was going to AMC. As you can see, my purse was kind enough to sneak in my soda.
Here’s me getting ready to feast my eyes on How to Train a Dragon. I went alone of course, as I usually do, but although the theatre didn’t fill up too much, I’ve become so used to going alone I was annoyed with the few that came lol. Then again, I was much moodier yesterday than I am right now.
I enjoyed the movie, but I think my temper didn’t allow me to enjoy it as much as I could. But do I recommend? I do. I do recommend. 🐉
P.S. My job is so toxic it’s haunted. Behold my video…👻
That soap vibrated for a hot minute before I even attempted to film it.
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