I was making a mental list of reoccurring life struggles. Now, I will brain dump them here.
1. Buying anything other than food for my aging, blind, diabetic rabbit. You know how if you buy a snow shovel it won’t snow? If I buy Thumper a new cage, he will die. I’ve had this struggle for about three years.
2. Maintaining a nighttime routine. I’ve been on a new kick to not look so old and tired. I bought expensive eye cream and plan to wash my face and brush my teeth before bed. This will only last another week, tops.
3. Shedding. I am honestly flabbergasted that I even still have hair on my head. Every day I am fighting with the amount of hair that has escaped from my body. This may be more of a struggle for Patrick as well, since he will literally call me in the bathroom to clean the drain before he showers. It’s not like I strategically placed a wig there…gravity happens.
4. Chocolate cravings. Is there a rehab for chocolate? Can someone give me their number? Cause even when I try to go paleo, Patrick knows to have the freezer stocked with coconut milk ice cream or a bag of dark chocolate in the closet, or he should just not come home. Crack is whack, unless that crack is chocolate.
Vietnam was a really tough period in my life. Not just because I felt alone but more because I felt disappointed in how so many things had panned out for me at the time that I boarded the plane at JFK.
Now I miss being there. Everything was so simple, yet so complex. I miss the vegetarian place across the street. I miss riding on the back of motorbikes. I miss the people that I met abroad. I wrote in a journal every single day, and I wrote just for me.