It’s the second-to-last Friday of 2018 and my heart is so full. I am just so happy and grateful and lucky and life is fun and crazy.
One of my Sunday texts from a friend put it best: “Insanity turned to normalcy pretty quickly, eh?” And so it did. Last weekend’s adventures were easy—so much fun, such a good time, squeezed so many activities into a $90 RT plane ticket booked only a few days before—that it’s hard to believe it really even happened. Has this week already passed? I got to go off-roading, camp on the top of a hill under the stars, meet a new fam, work in a starbs, spend a very special someone’s birthday dinner with her at Cannery, couch snuggle, eat a Nate’s Korner burrito which we all know is the greatest breakfast burrito in the land sorry Texas you do those breakfast tacos boo, and build something that could end up being pretty freakin’ great.
Home in Austin, I also managed to jam pack my schedule and then get rip-roaring sick today, complete with sneezes and sniffles the likes of which I don’t remember experiencing in years and years. I had to PrimeNow kleenex to my house because the tp was too rough on the schnoz! (The tissues aren’t much better tbh) Oh, so life in Austin comes with roaches the size of your palm (AREN’T I PAYING SOMEONE TO KEEP THEM AWAY FROM ME?!) and allergies for days? WHAT HAVE I DONE?!
Sickness often means for me ambivalence, failure to voice some things I’ve been thinking, the nose knows something I’m not acknowledging … so whilst binge-watching TV shows, I’ll try to analyze what exactly it is I’m also ignoring… wish me luck.