For some reason I thought I was superwoman last week and stayed up until 1 a.m. (at least) every night. Tuesday through Thursday my body was quite fine with it. But when Friday rolled around, so did that burnt out, sick feeling. Now it's Sunday evening, and although I just took a two-hour nap, my throat still has a lump stuck in it. I think in these next few days, I'll try and live off of fruits, veggies, and Odwalla Monster-C and Superfood drinks...
Seattle is ever so slowly growing on me. For me, there is really no place like home. Portland is just so great because it has a great downtown life, yet in a fifteen-minute drive, there are wide open country spaces. The beach is an hour away. The mountain is an hour away. It's clean. It's green. The coffee is amazing. It's familiar. So in moving up here, I have felt a little bitter against Seattle because there is just so much city. And gray. And car exhaust. And traffic. And unfamiliarity.
Yet, ever so slowly, I'm beginning to like this place for what it is. Last night I had dinner at my aunt and uncle's house, which is but ten minutes from campus. It was so consoling to be in a real house with real food and a real fireplace. I think I'll be heading over there more often then not.
Ooh! On Friday I bought the full Jon Foreman EP collection for five bucks at a cd resale store in Fremont. I am quite thrilled.
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