Sleep, Come Backkk!

chasing sleep

Sleeeeeeep, where are you?? Come back *echooo echoo echo*

Two months into my nomadic travels, head deep in reading others’ wanderlust blogs, I’ve found one of the things that seems to be skipped is how important sleep is. Seriously– it’s really hard to string comprehensive words together after a week of not nearly enough sleep.

I knew going into this experience that sleep was going to be crucial in my travels. But really, once you start gaining momentum, sometimes it’s too easy to get caught up in the moment or in an experience.

Of the 10 days of camping at the Native American event,  the last four had me up shortly after the crack of dawn. I did not see my delightful sleeping bag until hours after twilight flew by. Following that, I stayed with a lovely gal who hosted me outside of Buffalo for about half a week. However, either through exploring the town, making new friends, and going on adventures, I again managed another 3 nights of sleep deprivation.

Wouldn’t trade it for the world, but I can tell you: boyyyyy, was I beat! After a certain point of tiredness, I begin feeling like a burnt marshmellow, only less delicious. Again, let me emphasize how difficult words become. Thank goodness for good natured friends who know me because I’m pretty sure I started to sound like a bumbling fool around this point. To trim the singed goop of my brain, it took about one solid day of mostly rest, and two days of intermittent napping and adventuring. That sleep deprivation stuff will knock you off your feet and onto your back!

Moral of the story? :: (Not quite SFW)

Comic credit: Shen of Bluechair comics, featured on Webtoons.

A Few of My Favorite Things

What do all of your favorite things say about you? It’s a great exercise in self reflection and hopefully, gratefulness.

Here’s a list of my favorite things:

  • A sparkly, patterned, deep red scarf
  • An off white sweater with a single psychedelic blue/green bird front and center
  • Plain black booties with a single, thick chain running front side, ankle – ankle
  • A black “heartless” hat, two black antenna that dangle up and off to the side
  • A beautiful dance
  • A soul-deep conversation, about anything real and heart felt

The beautiful scarf is one of my favorite colors and a gift from my best friend. When I lived with her for a brief period of time before moving into the place I’ve been since, it was fall, the cusp of winter. Coats, jackets, gloves, and scarves come out, but most of my stuff what is boxes. She had these glorious scarves and whenever she happened to be home, I’d run and grab the one she took off and wrap it around myself in a mix of amusing, hilarious, and sometimes serious ways. I always gave them back, but she knew how much I loved her scarves. One day about a month or two ago, she told me to sit tight, that she had a surprise for me. Sure enough, she came to visit and brought me the exact same scarf as her green one– just in red! Apparently they don’t make the specific type of scarves she had anymore so she scoured thrift stores on and off again ever since keeping an eye out for another for me. AND IN ONE OF MY FAVORITE COLORS! ❤ I get so many compliments on the scarf and I take great joy in telling people my best friend gave it to me. It makes me so happy to wear it.

The sweater was a random gift my best friend brought me one day. We randomly give each other things. Instead of placing emphasis on holidays and other events, we find cool stuff and give it to each other through the course of the year. It sits on me so well, and it’s so warm, not to mention classy.

The booties. *happy sigh. Ah, do they appeal to me! They’re simple shoes, match with pretty much everything I wear, good for all kinds of weather, PLUS they have a chain. The chain for me represents the little differences that makes me, you, and your mother unique. When I wear them, I feel like the chain speaks for all the little things that makes us unique, as human individuals. Simple, small, eloquent.

Have you ever heard of Kingdom Hearts? If not, go look it up! It’s a classic video game. My sister and I beat all the games together. Two holidays ago, she got us matching hats. I look ridiculous and silly in the hat, and love it all the more for that! It reminds me of something my very different sister and I have in common, and it’s fun to play with. It’s also an excellent conversation starter, if you can get past the weird looks people send your way. I can, it’s a great way to make people laugh, including myself.

DANCING. ❤ Oh, my heart! I’m a social dancer- that is, I partner dance with others. Blues, swing, tango, a variety of others. Dancing is being strictly present in a moment in time, communicating with another human you may or may not have previously known WITHOUT WORDS. Sometimes, a good dances makes me feel like time is both slower and faster than it really is, in the most glorious way possible.

I don’t feel the need to explain the last item of my list. Most everyone wants good, meaningful conversation!

My list is of things I’m both grateful for and of things I love. It gives me a good way to reflect on where I am in life by looking at some of the things, tangible and otherwise, that matter to me.

Happy Thursday!

Australians Taste American Snacks

The reactions to these… snacks? are heart-stoppingly priceless and utterly hilarious. These snacks are gross, but being raised around these, well, hehe…

Check out these wonderful food reactions, and help me send positive thoughts towards the folks with an overload of all the sugar now running through their veins. Hope they put some padding on the halls for those folks at Buzzfeed since they’re probably still bouncing off the walls!

What does the word Fresh mean in conjunction with food?

Please enjoy the Fresh bread I caught catching rainbows! Isn’t it just SUCH a talented loaf of bread? In fact… is it fresh?

This video considers, in a lov-e-ly British tone, what the word FRESH actually means when applied to food. Any thoughts on what you think fresh should be?