I was going to try to post some poetry from the past, but I wasn’t feeling it. And lately, I’ve been telling myself that, if I’m not feeling it, I won’t post it. Because I want whatever I post to come from the heart; to be true to what I’m feeling right now.
And currently? I’m ready, y’all. Ready for a break. Ready to go on adventures, be it in Chattanooga, or out of town. I’m particularly ready to go to Nashville for four days, one of those days being the day I get to meet William Singe, Alex Aiono, and Silas Dos. I’m ready to see two of my big brothers from college, and have adventures with them in Nashville.
Closer things to look forward to are going to the aquarium (I want to see the jellyfish and the butterflies!), and just being able to catch up on some of my TV shows.
I honestly feel like I’ve been constantly going all week, and even for the past few weeks. It may be because I haven’t traveled anywhere for a while, and I’m just craving something new and different.
I’m missing so many people and things. I miss my family, Tybee Island, my best friend. I’m wanting to start something new, but realize I have a lot of work to do with the things I’ve currently got on my plate right now.
There’s just so much to consider. I’m ready for so many things, but in retrospect I’m actually not ready.
How can I be faithful with where I am and what I have? Something I gotta ask myself as I’m just sitting here on my bed writing this, listening to Bruno Mars with a pile of laundry waiting to be folded and put away.
The Wind in the Willows set right behind my laptop, waiting to be read for “Fiction Friday.”
The last episode of How to Get Away with Murder, and several episodes of Scandal and Bates Motel to catch up on before the third season of American Crime airs this Sunday.
The pages on my blog screaming for me to update them because it’s been a solid few months since they’ve been touched, it seems.
And so many more things that need to be accomplished that I can’t even write down because if I do, I feel like I’ll just get super overwhelmed.
It’s 10:18 on a Friday night. I get to sleep in tomorrow morning. Let’s get to work.
Oh wait, I need to put my dinner in a Tupperware, and wash the pan…
💙 Mishy 🦋