Emerge

And when I’m stressed, I disappear.

I could blame it on anything but the truth is it’s to be blamed on many things many of us are juggling.

Work. Love. Life.

So leaving behind the stresses of the moment to enjoy THIS moment, I continue with my love for experiences of late.

I love painting my nails. I have been dedicated to the practice at least once every three days for the past year plus. I enjoy the clean finished look. I enjoy the feminine touch it adds to an outfit or my own personal confidence. I am an OPI freak and can tell you the names of every single color I own. I can delineate between the collections. I love painting my nails.

I love eating cupcakes and talking in a still car in the middle of a parking lot as night falls upon us. I love sharing in the human condition with one another even and especially when it involves shedding a tear or two. I love trying to start the car and discovering the battery is dead and you’re stuck in the moment. Life’s message revealed: Enjoy the moment!

I love a good song. Nothing can be so powerful as a great song to raise spirits, rally the mind, and physically liven your body. I use music more now than I ever have in my life. There is no better escape than one song, three and a half minutes, one inspiring lyric, and a kick butt musical thread. I love a good song.

I hate being sick. I hate having to get out and trudge through work sick or worse, being confined to my bed. I hate missing out on all the fun I know is going on in the outside world without me. I hate the sleep you need but lose because you’re coughing or can’t inhale. I hate sore throats from draining sinuses and open mouth breathing. But I LOVE getting better. I love the moments when good health rests upon you once more.

I love my journal. Though I have left the digital world, I remain diligent in journal writing. Lately I have taken to re-reading my entries and I can see growth over an arc of chaotic, freak-out entries. Please keep a stinking journal, if only to amuse yourself later. I love my journal.

Life is extremely, incredibly, awfully, exceptionally, exceedingly, especially, dreadfully, enormously, vastly and fantastically hard. But I do love it.