Prompt: If bloggers had their own Halloween and could go from blog to blog collecting “treats,” what would your blog hand out?
Oh! That’s easy. This blog would 100% hand out individual polar bear breads and candy corn.
I would like to clarify they would each be in their own wrapping…I am aware of the hate for candy corn. I may not agree, but I respect strong food opinions (as someone who doesn’t like chocolate or peanut butter).
While cleaning out my desk I found a poetry project from eighth grade. That’s right. Eighth grade. Now I’d never say I’m a good poet and let me just say- I was definitely still in my teen angst phase. All in all, I wrote five poems of which one didn’t make me cringe.
The Ode to the Deceased
When our dear loved ones move on
To what some believe to be another world,
They leave behind a part of themselves,
Whether it be material like money and jewelry,
Or memories such as a fine summer’s day.
They have completed their journey,
Finished the game
And now can finally rest
But with something up their sleeve no less.
For they are the ones who know the truth.
They now know that sacred secret.
They have seen the other part of life
The one thing that our instincts tell us to fear
They have embraced,
With or without that same fear
So raise up your candles
And bow your heads
In respect to the deceased,
For they have finished the deadly game
And they know all the means
P.S. It’s nice to know that even after fourteen years, the concept of death still hangs heavy on me.
As an avid watcher of The Great North I knew a location in Alaska popped up- I was going to make a post on it and here we are! I now present Glacier Bay National Park & Preserve!
Country: United States of America
Nearest Town: Gustavus
UNESCO World Heritage Site
3.3 million acres
Things to Do
- Tlingit Trail: 1 mile, leads to Xunaa Shuká Hít
- Xunaa Shuká Hít: a permanent clan house where you can learn about Huna Tlingit history and culture [Summer]
- Interpretive Activities: learn about various topics from a tribal or park interpreter [Summer]
- The Bartlett River Trail: 4 miles, intertidal lagoon/forest/estuary [Summer]
- Glacier Bay Day Boat: a full day boat tour with lunch included [Summer]
- Sea Kayaking: guided day kayaking
Places to Stay
- Bear Track Inn: 100 acres, ground transportation & meals (packed lunch provided)included
- Chinook Lodge: lodge feel, ground transportation & meals included
Photo by Rich Manalang on Unsplash
After chatting with some coworkers it has come to my attention that I may or may not have a strange morning routine. I personally don’t think so, but man oh man was I overruled. So! I decided to bring this to the masses to determine if it is weird or if it actually makes sense.
- Use Bathroom
- Fully dress from waist down (socks & footwear included)
- Brush teeth
- Wash face
- Apply toner
- Fully dress from waist up
- Finish skin care routine
- Apply deodorant
P.S. I asked my partner their opinion and apparently they get ready in a similar way…I am now convinced they rubbed off on me because I know for a fact this wasn’t my routine a few years ago.
Photo by Grace Kelly on Unsplash
You know how when you boot up your pc there’ll be an image with little prompts before you log in? Well, yesterday when I was logging in at work I had a thought of: why not click the prompts and learn something new each day? (
Aside from just thumbing up or down for similar images.)
Then I figured I could do a little deep dive, jot down some facts and things I’d like to do there, so I can start keeping a list of travel ideas/a bucket list.
Now it won’t be everyday of course, just the places that catch my eye (
which will probably be most of them). Anyway, first up is the town of Kamishihoro, Japan!
A shy fairy of the sky and earth who pilots hot air balloons and loves to eat agricultural/livestock products of the town.
Things to Do
Places to Eat
Places to Stay
- Mountain Inn Sankoso: Underground bath, bandit dinner served at hearth, specialty tofu, yukata
- Nakamuraya: Lovely accommodation, open air bath, souvenirs
Photo by shawnanggg on Unsplash
What comes to mind when I say ‘romanticize your life’?
When you say it? Nothing.
Ask a silly question and you get a silly answer.
Why? What comes to mind for you?
Honestly? Slice of Life manga and anime.
…I guess I can understand that.
Sure. I mean, slice of life- or at least what you send me, is pretty easy going with comedy and a dash of romance. Even the sadder ones have a strangely idyllic feel, so yeah- I get it.
Do you romanticize your life then?
I do now. I didn’t used to though.
I started feeling bogged down with my day to day and didn’t want to become a stereotypical ‘cog in a machine’ who wakes up in twenty years and realizes they were miserable the whole time.
So how did you change it?
I started actively relishing in things that brought me joy like picking out a cute outfit, indulging in skin care, eating my favorite things…just small stuff to start.
…And would you say it’s working?
You know…I would.
Good to know.
Tonight is the second night I’ve cried instead of slept. It’s becoming this cycle where I can be happy with my friends, at work, and even at school- but once I’m home I just…can’t keep it up. My mom even made a comment earlier tonight about how I seemed irritated and my response was just, “I always seem irritated.”
Where it stems from is something I know people will call trivial. After all, I graduate college in spring, have a roof over my head, a car, two loving parents, friends, a very spoiled cat, two dogs…there shouldn’t be any complaints. I should be happy all the time, right? If I’m not I’m suddenly this ungrateful spoiled brat, right?
It’s funny to say out loud, but I honestly wonder if I’m sinking into depression. The suicidal thoughts have been hiding just below the surface since 2015 when I was first assaulted. Since then it’s been like a wave with highs a lows and just when I think the high is permanent- it crashes back down just like a true wave.
I prefer to keep things to myself. I find it better that way and I don’t mean to be selfish when it comes to that. I like to give off the idea that I have it together most of the time or more aptly put: “cannot be sunk”. The truth is that everyone can sink and it’s just a part of life. Still, I do my damnedest in part because I don’t want to be a sob story and because I like being the rock for those I care about…and when you’re the rock you have to keep standing no matter what.
Anyway, it’s almost been two years since the incident and I feel like I’ve gone backwards instead of forewords. Part of it was expected after the second assault over the summer, but I guess I hoped I was stronger than I am. My decisions in my personal life are becoming more rash and I can see it even as I make them. It’s all an attempt to try and prove to myself I’m not “damaged goods” through a guy who’s honestly probably tired of my shit by now.
The truth is I can’t try to use someone else to pull myself out of that mindset because at the end of the day I see myself as damaged no matter what. There was a time I would put on makeup to try and hide my flaws, but also as a sort of mask between myself and the world. Nowadays I don’t even do that because that would require looking in the mirror.
O.P. 28 September 2017