Hello world!

So, remember when I mentioned that this will be a learning process for all of us because I have no idea how to use The Internet? Well, thanks to the wonderful feedback from my friends–which I basically send links to every time I post something new because I love, nay, require, validation–I will be labeling my posts a little differently from now on. It was getting a little messy to follow along (welcome to my brain).

So, the trip is coming to an end. I was going to say an “abrupt” end but it’s not really abrupt. We stopped in Denver to split up the flights and to visit Amanda’s best friend, Holly, and hang out with her family, which has been amazing because the second we get back into the real world, back to Orlando, we have to finish moving. Uh, we have to start moving.

Oh, yeah. Did I mention I’m moving? Again. I’ve had some really bad poops the past couple of days and I think it’s because I’m stressed about the whole ordeal. Hear me out, though. So in your stomach area is the solar plexus chakra, or the Manipura, which is responsible for, like, your confidence and self esteem, as well as helping you feel in control of your life. I’m Googling all of this as I type, by the way, I’m not an expert. We’re all learning here.

Anyway, so in holistic medicine and stuff, you kind of find like connections between your physical ailments and your mental/spiritual/emotional disturbances. Again, I’m not a doctor so for the love of God don’t go out there in the world quoting me. But those really bad poops and tummy aches I’ve been having probably definitely have to do with all of my stress from moving and all these new changes in life. This isn’t the first time it happens to ne, of course, and I know we’ve all heard about getting bad poops from being nervous or stressed, so this isn’t revolutionary news or anything, but the hard part comes in being able to recognize it in yourself. And accept it. And not dwell on it. But at least freaking know what’s going on in your body. It gets difficult sometimes, especially like, for me, right now. I’m literally on vacation. I just got back from a CRUISE TO ALASKA, which Amanda tells me is on a lot of people’s Bucket List, and I’m gonna complain about my little tummy aches?

Yes. Because moving sucks and being constipated sucks and waking up from my stomach hurting sucks. I’m learning. We all are. So, step no. 2, JUST DO THE DAMN THING. There are times in my life I won’t be able to control things, and my body is going to feel those changes 10 fold, because she’s a brat. She doesn’t understand why I’m stressed, she just knows the physiological response that comes after. But I do.

Oh! Did I tell y’all about that voodoo doll I had to bury yesterday on Lookout Mountain (Colorado) because he got me stuck in an elevator? Okay, so, maybe it wasn’t all his fault. But it didn’t help that I acquired him via stealing hella skeeball arcade tickets on the cruise ship(it’s not my fault the machine broke!). Bad juju voodoo doll. I didn’t even realize today was Friday the 13th. Haha! Oops.

I know I have a lot to talk about, but the thing about this blog is that filling in the gaps of the journey is, like, half the fun.
It gets difficult sometimes to really sit and organize all of my thoughts. Mostly because that’s not how my brain works, so doing that sometimes stresses me out more. And then when I write all willy-nilly, I’m worried about all of the things people are missing or how my words might be perceived, and then that gets in the way of my creative whatever, you know what I mean? I sure hope so, or this is gonna get real complicated real fast. I’ll try to be mindful of the details, but hopefully I don’t get so caught up in them that we forget the point of the blog.

I’m not saying any of these things are connected; I’m not saying my tummy ache going away or the sun shining or this sudden acceptance and excitement to move and change is all attributed to burying some silly voodoo doll, or that now that I recognize my whatever-chakra the world is going to fall into place. That’s not what I’m saying. But I am saying that today is going to be a really great day. And I am saying the sky looks very blue, the kind of blue pilots love to fly in.

Au revoir!