Today I ate a frozen turkey pot pie — heated in the microwave, of course — with rice. I made two batches of rice, actually, because the first one came out severely under-cooked, which is probably the first time I ever failed at rice in my entire life.
It finally dawned on me that since I’m no longer obligated to kiss anyone, I am now free to wear glitter lip gloss. I bought iridescent, and the sparkle feels so pretty.💋
I went on a sunset hike. The horizon was hazy today, making the sunset more subtle but still gorgeous. I stayed up on the mountain a bit longer to gaze at the city lights before returning home.
The last freeze apparently hit the scrub oak hard, and many of the trees had dead leaves. Spring can be brutal like that.
I had a vivid dream last night about a monster that was a cross between Freddy Krueger and Vecna from Stranger Things. It was the sort of dream that left me a little surprised that I didn’t wake up scared, but I dreamed right on through to the resolution … which was apparently the monster vanishing and me realizing that I didn’t have to warn people about him anymore. Anticlimactic, but still an ending.
I’m noticing that it’s difficult for me to reconstruct my day in writing, but that’s exactly why I’ve decided to do this on my blog. The best way that I can explain it is that my writer’s memory needs to be strengthened again, and the best way to do that is to write.
Even when writing feels awkward and terrible.
By Autumn Rain 