HOLY SHIT, GUYS.
Excuse me…a 16 hour flight that has a 1 hour flight before it, and a 2 hour flight after it. So…what do you do for that much time in a plane? I mean, how many times can I really read the entire Divergent series (NO SPOILING IT FOR ME, I am saving book 3 for the plane, duh).
Going to Thailand in two days. And it only really hit me that it was happening about an hour ago. Whoah. Also, uh-oh. Also also…what the hell do you do on a 16 hour flight?
I got no less than five comments about my outfit from different coworkers today. I had on red heels and a v neck dress so I get that I looked dressy, but it got to the point where I was wondering how crappy I dress the other days in the week, hah.
So is it appropriate to make remarks like this? Even when it’s positive?
Who let me go to Target a mere three hours after finally finishing our two day long move? I wandered for hours to find like, six items.
In October I:
Bonus list: Random Acts of Adulting I Actually Enjoy:
Re-joining Weight Watchers the day before your team hosts a “Strategies and Sundaes” training session = HAHAHAHAHA.
But really, I need to find something to replace the hot fudge damage I would otherwise do. Also, I initially spelled “damage” as “damnage” so ya know, Freudian slip.
"I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.” (Dr. Martin Luther King, “I Have A Dream”)
I got all teary at my desk after reading this part of Dr. King’s speech. And while I sit here quickly blinking and pretending no one saw, I’ve got to say it’s really powerful that, after all these years, just reading his words had an impact that visceral. It’s easy to see how relevant this speech is, and I feel sad because it’s never been more apparent that we as a nation are still struggling towards this day. The first paragraph of the quote is so beautifully obvious. And it just hasn’t happened. Yet.
I wish that watching, listening or reading Dr. King’s speech could be done as an affirmation of what we HAVE accomplished, instead of a reminder of how far we really have to go.