the TV has moved back to it’s place. I half-assedly abstained from Facebook and Tumblr, but I couldn’t resist Pinterest. Sorrybutnotsorry - I am “that” person. It was a good experiment though - the kids play a lot more instead of wanting to watch TV. I kind of want to give up my phone for a week (only using it for emergencies), but I don’t know if I’d survive. I don’t know if I want to!
Screen free week starts today. See you on the 11th…missing y’all already!
First laugh of the day.
we are the 99.999 percent!
The flip side of being a special snowflake
The criticisms you hear about millennials most often is that we think we are special snowflakes when in reality we are entitled, ungrateful little brats who think we are better and worth a lot more than we really are. Older people frequently grumble about how everyone in my generation gets a trophy just for showing up, and you know, that’s a fair criticism of my generation. We all did get a trophy. I had a shelf full of them.
I slept fitfully, with one broken dream that repeated itself over and over, but I can’t remember the man in it. The tea wasn’t strong enough. But the emotions that I’ve been keeping under my skin have broken through and I am angry. I am so angry with myself for failing myself. It feels good to feel. Not feeling is a level of hell no one deserves.
Drinking ayahuasca and watching Ancient Aliens and Stargates. Hoping for crazy dreams. If I remember them I’ll tell y’all first.