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Sometimes self care simply means putting on your new favorite pair of socks before bedtime.
Itās been a rough weekend for me, a lot of tests of my will, tests of my patience, and tests of my mental state. I just keep reminding myself to take a deep breath and move forward.
Sending out virtual hugs to anyone who may need it. Xoxo
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Let's talk "Hamilton"
Letās talk āHamiltonā
If you are like me, you watched the release of āHamiltonā on Disney+ last week/this week. WOW! There is no question Lin-Manuel Miranda is an AMAZING artist, well done, sir. I, like many, was completely entranced by the set, the songs, the actors, the drama! I had no idea there was this piece of history I hadnāt really known about or understood. This could probably be due to the fact I hadā¦
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Thinking...
Thinkingā¦
I opened up my blog with pretty much zero idea of what I wanted to write about, I just know that I want to write. Itās something I hope to incorporate into my daily (or at least weekly) life, even if itās pen to paper in my favorite journal instead of on the internet for anyone to see.
I always wonder what happened to middle and high school me. I used to write so much my teachers would scoldā¦
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Uuuuuugh this is the step I was looking forward to LEAST in the #konmarimethod I hate the idea of getting rid of any of these but I know I need to. Wish me luck! #bookworm https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw5kiwOARuj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pj6qls99tlrl
Iām pretty sure I only ended up releasing like five books...
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āWriteā
āWriteā is the button in the top right corner of the screen. āWriteā what? What could I possibly have to say? I am an insignificant drop in the ocean, my words mean nothing, I live in my bubble and that is where I stay. But am I insignificant? Do my words really carry no weight? Am I unable to pop my bubble of fear and sadness so that I may embrace the sunshine of life? I believe if anyone hasā¦
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I think this wild strawberry shake is my favorite fueling š #optavia30 #optavia30wow https://www.instagram.com/p/B4DStR7JI5J/?igshid=1f21alna4gbpd
Returning
Well hello there! I know, I know, itās been FOREVER since I wrote an entry. Not that anyone reads this anyway, but for myself, itās been far too long since I recorded my bizarre dreams. But BOY do I have doozies.
October 5th (while in TX; itās a little foggy since itās been a few days, but hereās what I remember)
I had moved back into my motherās house and my boyfriend was visiting. My mom, who is one of my best friends, was FREAKING out because she didnāt want Sean to stay over. So naturally we were SCREAMING at each other throughout the entire house. Where I proceeded to tell her,Ā āIāM 26 YEARS OLD, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT!ā Like a mature adult! My poor boyfriend just tried to calm me down. Scene shift to me walking in the woods with some random friend that I could not name. We come across this woman that looks mysteriously like my 10th & 12th grade math teacher. Sheās dancing in the woods with flowers in her hair and she warns us not to go into this random house sitting in between the trees due to its apparent haunting. Of course we went in because why wouldnāt you? (I should say here that my subconscious kept my boyfriend out of this part of the dream because it knows he hates anything related to horror movies; how sweet) We go in and hear shouting; there were young adults locked in a room inside of the house. Once we get the door open, they tell us,Ā āYou have to ask him a question.āĀ āWho?āĀ āThe ghost.ā I rolled my eyes and asked a question and received a response. Our next goal was that we had to make cupcakes with a specific shade of lavender frosting (I know itās dumb, I canāt control my dreams, okay!?!). I returned outside and saw a long tree root moving along the ground and I apologized to it for being in the wrong spot, but then realized it wasnāt coming for me, it was scaring away a Yorkie that had come to attack...I then asked the tree root to point me to the berries required to make the frosting lavender and it showed me. I started to pick the berries and then I woke up. My boyfriend got quite the kick out of these when I told him.
October 8th
I was back in college, which isnāt inherently odd on its own since I often dream of being back in school. However, I was at my current age, which complicated things. Bits and pieces before the main show leak through; my mother sneaking my dog into my dorm; handing out bid letters to sorority recruits; trying to navigate the campus through copious amounts of sports teams practicing on the available lawns in the rain. The MAIN story is arguably the strangest dream I can recall to date. I got a part time job babysitting for a family. The parents were older (in their late 50ā²s) and they had three little children. They were all a bit odd, but I was making money. One day I showed up and the kids were gone, just the parents were home. They insisted I come in anyway, so I did (never one to ignore the requests of my elders). BIG MISTAKE. Turns out they were shape-shifting cannibals and just wanted me for dinner; and not as a guest. The joke was on them, though, because I am a SupernaturalĀ fan and thus knew exactly how to deal with these creatures. Somehow I gained their shape-shifting abilities, so I was able to escape the house without the neighbors noticing I was the one who left. There are bits and pieces of other small occurrences at that crazy house, which are so fuzzy itās not worth writing down.Ā Ā
A couple weeks ago I had dreamt that I was best friends with Finn Wittrock (American Horror Story, Write When You Get Work, The Submarine Kid,Ā etc.) Dream Finn had an aneurysm and wanted to live as much life as possible. Dream Finn was LOADED and he asked me to marry him so he could experience a wedding, so of course I agreed. We had a beautiful ceremony on a cruise ship surrounded by mostly random dream people and a couple of my family members. Fortunately I woke up before Dream Finn died, but I never did get to spend any of that money.Ā
Star Wars...
So the only Star Wars movies Iāve seen are Episode 4 (which should be Episode 1, but that is a WHOLE other conversation) and Rogue One (I think thatās what itās called). With my OCD, I have a really, REALLY hard time even fathoming watching this series since Iāve been told the watch order goes 4,5,6,1,2,3...I just canāt. That being said! I dreamt the other night that the original three movies were remade for me so the order would finally be 1,2,3,4,5,6...and I actually liked them. I know thereās all the other movies that come in to play, but I donāt think theyāre āepisodeā numbered, which is what I have a hard time with. Prequels are all fine and dandy as long as thereās no numerical association. Just another glimpse into my f-ed up brain!
Jake Paul?
I dreamt that I was dating Jake Paul...he was sweet and gentleman-like...does that make me Tana?
Why wait for Mom to pour the litter in the box when it already comes in a GREAT box? š¤¦š»āāļø #catlogic #catsofinstagram #kittensofinstagram #Scooby #weirdo https://www.instagram.com/p/BxNsaGBAxO5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1c8x8gjpiukba
Uuuuuugh this is the step I was looking forward to LEAST in the #konmarimethod I hate the idea of getting rid of any of these but I know I need to. Wish me luck! #bookworm https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw5kiwOARuj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pj6qls99tlrl
I really should write a book of short stories some day
These dreams of mine are just so graphic and realistic (feeling-wise, not ACTUAL realism).
I had one last week that the apartment I live in installed a third unit and this odd, 40-something man moved in. Iām a friendly person so I went and introduced myself and was chatting with his family. His mother said something about having 5 kids and I laughed and said āoh totally,ā not meaning it, but appeasing the older woman. After a couple days of neighborly hang outs, the guy tells me he loves me...so I have to ābreak upā with him even though I wasnāt aware we were even dating. So the next thing I know, he breaks into my apartment with a gun and is waving it around, switching his aim between myself and the random friends my sub-conscious decided to give me. He accidentally shoots one of them and the police come to arrest him after I was somehow able to secretly call them. The best part is that one of the cops was a high school friendās dad, who is a professional musician and doesnāt have a mean bone in his body.
But last nights dream takes the cake for content. It was a multi-part dream, but was somehow all interconnected. I also believe I was lucid dreaming somewhat, which was a new experience. Basically, it started out with me finally going to visit my family in Germany. I hung out with the cousins my age and their friends. We explored their colleges and towns, I accidentally adopted a dog (there was an app and I thought it was a Sims Pet kind of thing, but actually had to pick up the dog once I got back home), and took a train. It ended up being some Final Destination shit, though, because people were sticking their heads out of windows and getting them cut off. So dream land decided to rewind the tape so I could pull everyone inside. The train still crashed into a random town, but we were all able to survive...into some kind of zombie apocalypse...(I told you, my dreams donāt make sense, but theyāre vibrant), but not with zombies per se, it was more like intelligent mutants...One by one my cousins and their friends were picked off. Several times I was almost the one who āgot got,ā but I found myself thinking, āNope, Iām able to make it past this one.ā āOh, someone shoot this one with an arrow from somewhere.ā This is where I think the lucid dreaming came in because I was able to dictate the dream. Eventually it was just myself and one of my cousinsā friends left (who happened to be a version of the actor, Robbie Amell [āNine Lives,ā āThe DUFF,ā Etc). HOWEVER, it turns out HE was a mutant, too, but protecting me the whole time. Couldnāt tell you why, my dog woke me up, but at least I saw a hot face in Robbie š¤·š»āāļø
Treats please! #PennyAndFriends #dogsofinstagram #PenelopeGarcia https://www.instagram.com/p/Bws1a99gNuJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1udl0051a5124
Last night...
Scene: In my head, dreaming
Location: My grandfatherās house (who has about 7 sheds full of random junk)
My grandfather, his girlfriend, my mother, two brothers, and myself are having a quiet evening, dinner and discussion. We hear an odd noise. Brother 1 looks out the window. āB, you better look at this...ā outside: Danny DeVito dressed as a clown. I hate clowns. DD and his posse are rifling through my grandfatherās things. Panic ensues, we all run to popās bedroom. He pulls out a pistol. A bb-gun pistol...a loud CRASH! Theyāre in the house! Pop and I run out first. He raising the gun, shaking. I take it and start shooting those little pellets at everyone I see. Theyāre angry, but retreat...for now. Iām out of ammo. I grab a large wooden spoon and begin knocking out the goons as they enter the kitchen. BANG! Got a big one down! I make it outside to continue my rampage. DD is standing there laughing. He and his people load up in a big van and drive away, crashing into every car they see.
I wake up.
I decided to start blogging/tumbling/whatever you want to call this in part to share my INSANE dreams I have. Naturally, last night was full of a whole lot of nothing that I remember. So instead of sharing my dream, today I will just say āgood morning.ā And share a photo of my 65lb baby. She likes to squeeze herself into my momās 16lb dogās crate š¤·š»āāļø
First One
Hey there! Welcome. My name is Bianca, but no one can seem to get that right, so I usually just go by Bee. Yes, like the pesky, flying insect that makes delicious honey. Youāre probably wondering,Ā āUgh, why are you here?ā Well, why are any of us here? To find some things to laugh at, to find some things that will make us smile, that will pick us up on our down days, that will finally let the tears weāve been holding back flow. To share the words that weigh down our souls like cement shoes in a lake. Mostly I just want a platform to jot down my crazy dreams and distract me from my recent breakup. Who knows where itāll go, but I plan on having some fun for now.