I don't get on here much. I actually don't get on the internet hardly ever. It's the nature of no home internet access but I love that the newest version of SG is so mobile friendly!
I'm currently in bed. I'm tired as shit. I've been working a lot lately. Still not full time but 6 days this last week and I have school Tuesdays and Thursdays. It's going well so far but without routines and medication (adderall for my ADD), living is kind of a drag. I'm struggling but it's not unbearable. In my isolation, I'm reminding myself why I'm pretty awesome so that's definitely a plus.
My social media cleanse is going well. I post pictures on a new IG account when I feel like sharing something but I catch myself wanting just to see what other people are up to. I'm freaking nosy!
I text stoner thoughts to twitter from time to time just to feel like I spoke my mind to someone other than myself.
The emotions that I go thru during this period of isolation is kind of weird. I consider myself emotionally stable, and with my ADD, I thankfully have regular access to a psychiatrist due to monitoring how well my medication is working so I know I'm sane but there are times where I don't feel so stable. Without people around to keep me grounded and encourage me from time to time, it's kind of difficult to keep myself on track, I've noticed.
Anyway, just some random observations and thoughts. I don't talk to many people very often outside of work. It's totally unfamiliar but I like it at the same time. Come May, tho, when my lease is up, I'm leaving this town, or going to try to anyway. Well, I'm seriously looking into it, let's put it that way. I'm trying to get used to being here so I'll stay longer because as much as I'm hating living here, the town isn't so bad. The biggest thing it has going for itself is that it's cheap as shit to live here and my financial plans would greatly benefit an extended amount of time here, as long as I play my cards right.
But seriously, I want the fuck out of here, like, yesterday.
See my dilemma? It's an struggle sometimes to stay grateful. There were a few disappointing setbacks in the last few weeks that made me want to pack my shit and go back home but that's just my go-to, automatic default mechanism when shit doesn't go the way I like and I just want to bail. Good thing I'm a thinker and I'm not as impulsive as I used to be.
Aahhhh the pleasures of growing up.
Anyway, muchos besos from this shit hole called Pueblo!
-Aimee
P.S. It really isn't that bad, just talking shit about it makes me feel a tiny bit better, just like if the Broncos lose to the Seahawks. Seriously tho, if the broncos win, it will solidify my hatred for them. I feel like if they lose, it will be adequate consequences for their dirty business deal. Nothing personal against Manning. In fact, I love the family in general but fuck the broncos. This grudge feels personal.
Besides, grudges in sports is what makes watching them so fun. GO SEAHAWKS!
