A Simple Reminder

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It's the little things that count.

Always.

Shallow Update

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An update for those that don't care:

Everything is still horrible, but at least I'm having great hair days.

Focus on the good things, even if they are incredibly shallow. 

Horrible Things

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Trigger Warning: Politics

I just deleted a long post containing reasons why 2013 is horrible. It included rants about ICU hospital stays, being unhappy 23.8% of the week, being poor, having no inspiration, having a gut, acne, and a host of other things.

But, no one wants to read about cranky twenty-something problems.

Here are less horrible things that have happened in 2013:

Because Obama won, I have health insurance.

Because of advances in healthcare and science (Yes, right-wing nut jobs, SCIENCE IS GOOD), family members are alive.

Because of my geographic location, it has not snowed in May (I give thanks that I do not live in areas prone to extended winter seasons)

Because of advances in cheap hair dye, I was able to cover the blonde patch I accidentally gave myself when I attempted to highlight my hair blonde by myself.

Because of the internet, I have been able to find cheap flights to sort-of surprise my parents by flying in my brother one weekend.

Because of library funding (Reading is beneficial -ahem-politicians-ahem), I have found some very worldly music I never would have heard otherwise.

Because of Social Media sites, I can be nosy any time I want.

Because of the internet, I was able to find a criminal's alternative name before the state police released it (CISPA is terrible, politicians).

Progress

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I'm supposed to be making progress. Everywhere. In life.

But it seems like I'm at a standstill. This, I believe, is the epitome of being a twenty-something.

It's All About Me

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This blog is a "Me, Myself, and I" blog. I don't like to write about other people. I want to, trust me, but a public blog is not the appropriate place.

It's not the place to share the crazy stories about my friends and I. I share vague details, but I try not to go into specifics. My friends and family are not public figures.

I like to share little snapshots of my day (or realistically, lazy lists of things).

And I'm not sorry one bit.

The Beach. Again

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I miss the summer. I miss everything about the summer. The heat, the bathing suits, the boys, the beach, the drinks, the warmth.

I miss laying in the sand, my sunglasses sliding down the bridge of my nose from sweat, listening to the waves crash on the shore. I miss running in the water, the waves crashing against my body.

I miss short sundresses, flip flips, tan lines and tank tops.

I miss late-night swims and fireworks on the beach.

There's something magic about the beach and the summertime.

I'm not liking this cold-weather culture.

Can't Write

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I have paper (1500 sheets). Pens, pencils, markers, highlighters. I have space and time for writing. I have comfort food (and lots of it). I have an idea of what I want to write.

Why can't I put words on paper?

Why do I have no inspiration?

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Writing is hard.

But writing is worth it. These struggles are worth it.