"It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea---whether it is to sail or to watch it---we are going back from whence we came." -John F. Kennedy
There have been a few times in my life where I have met people in Iowa, that have never seen the ocean. It always makes me so sad for them. I just, I can't even imagine life without the ocean.
I can stand and stare in wonder at it's vastness and take comfort in its familiarity.
There is peace and freedom from anxiety here.
I don't want to leave.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
I should-a sleep? I make-a the blog.
In my head, that title is in a sort of weird Russian/Asian accent. Maybe? Conveying accents just doesn't happen easily in writing, unless it's involuntary and someone writes something like, "Open your books to page three hundred and ninety-four." and you instantly hear Severus Snape in your head. That sort of voice power is rather impressive.
Welp, here I sit, on the eve of an early morning flight, not sleeping. I've mastered the art of doing other things while I should be doing something else in this weird sort of productive procrastination hybrid. I accomplish many things, but, they are sadly, many irrelevant things.
I hate going to sleep. I love sleeping as much as the next sleep-deprived person, but, that act of going to sleep just makes me uncomfortable. It seems so final, in this weird I'm-going-to-now-decide-to-lay-in-bed-close-my-eyes-and-try-to-drift-out-of-consciousness...sort of way. I would much rather be laying on the couch or somewhere comfy doing some other activity when finally I just sort of drift off. I don't want to put the effort in of trying to fall asleep. That's far too much work, pressure and decision-making involved. Decision-making is not one of well-developed life skills sadly.
I have no real goals for this new blog. Perhaps if I had more clear goals and directions my blogs (and relationships) would be better served.
We shall see.
I should-a sleep? I make-a the blog. I should-a edit the blog? I take-a the shower.
-Catherine
Welp, here I sit, on the eve of an early morning flight, not sleeping. I've mastered the art of doing other things while I should be doing something else in this weird sort of productive procrastination hybrid. I accomplish many things, but, they are sadly, many irrelevant things.
I hate going to sleep. I love sleeping as much as the next sleep-deprived person, but, that act of going to sleep just makes me uncomfortable. It seems so final, in this weird I'm-going-to-now-decide-to-lay-in-bed-close-my-eyes-and-try-to-drift-out-of-consciousness...sort of way. I would much rather be laying on the couch or somewhere comfy doing some other activity when finally I just sort of drift off. I don't want to put the effort in of trying to fall asleep. That's far too much work, pressure and decision-making involved. Decision-making is not one of well-developed life skills sadly.
I have no real goals for this new blog. Perhaps if I had more clear goals and directions my blogs (and relationships) would be better served.
We shall see.
I should-a sleep? I make-a the blog. I should-a edit the blog? I take-a the shower.
-Catherine
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