Hello again! It’s already been a week since my last post? I suppose time flies when you’re having fun. Or maybe it’s just because I’m getting older. I swear I don’t remember the days going by so fast when I was a kid. Anyway, enough rambling. A new week means another chance to share more things I’m grateful for! As I said last time, feel free to join me.
1. The Stonecoast MFA in Creative Writing. If you’ve perused previous posts, you’ve probably noticed my affection for this program. I mean, come on. It’s the first academic setting where I actually felt like I belonged instead of it simply being a stepping stone to my next life goal. Of course I’m thankful for it and all of the people associated with it. I highly suggest applying if you’re a writer.
2. Pretty Asian males. If you know me at all, you knew this was coming sooner or later! I’m entirely comfortable admitting that I like eye candy, preferably Japanese and in a dress (but not always in one). If you don’t like it, that’s fine. Most of the males I stalk are musicians, so they are also ear candy. A couple of samples:
3. Music in general. If there’s one thing in life that has kept me (relatively) sane, it’s music. Yeah, as a kid, I went with the flow (aka listened to the things my friends were listening to), but I eventually came into my own. I still remember flipping through radio stations once when I was bored and coming across Zip-Lock by Lit. That was the beginning of my punk days. The first time I broke away from what everyone else in my world was listening to. It was so freeing. My tastes have fluctuated a lot since then, so I now listen to an eclectic selection. It keeps me going, so who cares what everyone else is doing?
4. Technology. Without it, I’d not only be confined to one spot all the time, I’d also probably be dead. When you require help for something as simple as breathing, you learn to appreciate the machines that help you out. Wheelchairs, ventilators, patient lifts, and all of that delightful stuff is what I’m talking about. Sure, TVs and cars and radios and all that are fan-freaking-tastic, but right now I mean all of the stuff that helps to make life more or less normal for folks like me.
5. Stuffed animals. I know it’s weird for a nearly 30-year-old to admit her love of plushies, but I adore them. They’re soft and cuddly and cute. Their beady eyes are next-level creepy, like they’re staring into your soul and getting ready to eat it. You should know by now that I’m strange. Don’t act so surprised. But yes, stuffed animals rock!
I think that’s all for today. See you next week!