Miscellaneous Stuff

I'm not sure if anyone reads this, but I guess the beauty of that  fact is if no one does, I can pretty much say whatever I want. I never really got into that whole journaling thing, because for one, handwriting bugs me (especially my own), and two, journals have always seemed cheesy to me. How blogging is different, I'm not sure, but I guess it's got legible text and the ability to post pictures in its favor. Also, in its corner is the fact that I can change font colors at will without having to buy a fortune's worth of jelly pens that conveniently stop working even when you can SEE that 50% of the ink remains. 

The most exciting thing going lately was a rather unfortunate incident that has made me afraid to sleep. Last night I woke up to a spider falling on my face and then SCUTTLING across my cheek. This induced panic, screaming, and the flicking of said spider to Vaughan's chest, (cue more panic and flicking). Eventually the little bugger ended up on the floor (WHERE on the floor remains a mystery), and since that moment, the idea of insomnia seems rather appealing. I always kind of thought those things about people swallowing 8-10 spiders in their sleep had to be BS but now I'm absolutely positive they're true. Had I not felt the "impact" of it's fall, I probably would've gotten my protein in a crunchy, 8-legged form. Needless to say, it wasn't enjoyable.

In good news, I've finally become slightly independent. I don't know what it is about moving to another country for me, but for the past 3 months I literally wouldn't go ANYWHERE alone. I couldn't run, go on a walk, sit in a cafe, or even order a meal by myself. I have finally gotten to the point where I feel okay doing that again, and it feels kind of  good. I don't know where the original paralysis came from, but I'm glad it's gone. I can't believe I'm actually proud of the fact that I walked to Dome and had a latte by myself, but there you have it. That's a first for this year. I'm also running a lot more on my own- and it's feeling really good. I forgot how much you learn about a city by running there, and I'm finding it really enjoyable. I really like exploring every niche of a new community, but frankly I know I'd drive everyone else insane if I was like "can we stop there? and there? oooh what is THAT?" So I had to wait until I regained my bravery and independence as a runner. And that's the other good thing. I'm finally *starting* to feel like a runner again. Not a person that runs occasionally, but a real runner. I had forgotten how much I missed that part of my life, and I'm enjoying rediscovering it. One thing's for sure, it's a lot harder to get back into shape, than it is to never fall out of it! I'm working hard at trying to maintain my enthusiasm for working out...being lazy was pretty enjoyable for the past year...

The photo is from the Windorah "airport."