The Lovely Life

Apparently my humor is generally really awkward. I like to use all types of humor but my go-to humor definitely makes people feel uncomfortable. 

When I say something I think is funny… I figured out others are thinking 1 or more of the following things: 

• -“I don’t know weather to laugh or to be sympathetic…”
• -“That was seriously the most awkward thing I have ever heard anyone say.” 
• -“That is really sad, I wonder if that is true…”
• -“That is seriously messed up.”
• -“W.T.F!?”
• -“Sometime’s I wonder about you”

But my favorite is when people laugh and say,

“I am so sorry I am laughing, that is really funny!” OR, “I haven’t heard anyone say something like that!” 

and my reply is,

“no, I want you to think its funny!!!” 

I am very straight forward and honest about my life, how I view the world and how I view myself.  I am not someone who will hold your hand and tell you everything is going to be alright. I will tell it like it is and I wont sugar coat it. I am very empathetic when it is necessary and I am always understanding. If you ask for forgiveness I will always forgive and I don’t hold grudges, but I do hold scars. 

<3 

The people I meet and the experiences I have traveling really show me how loving and kind people can be. 

Shannan, a wonderful person I have only met a brief few times, was on the plane from SFO to LAX with me. Although she was very tired, she took the shuttle through LA with me and drove me to meet with the band I have been working with. I would not have had such a smooth experience without her. As I was getting on and off the planes, multiple people jumped up to help me when I had struggled with my luggage. I have been really surprised at the deep and heartfelt conversations I have had with people sitting next to me on the plane. Next time you are flying, I encourage you to talk to the person next to you; you may be very pleasantly surprised. 

xoxo

“If I want to be a fearless adventurer, then I must know how to sleep anywhere!

What is the science to sleep”? I wondered as I counted sheep in my head. I was laying on a couch in an LAX airport room. I was told the crew was gone from 1am to 6am, so I figured I would be lucky enough to try to catch some z’s. I turned off the light in the empty room and told each of my body parts to relax, “feet relax, legs relax, MIND relax.” I decided to repeat “mind relax” because that seemed like the most important piece. I felt my body become fuzzy and my mind wandered off…it almost felt like sleep, but it wasn’t. Every 20 minutes someone would come in and turn on the lights. Hardly enough time for me to fall asleep. I am jealous of those who can just shut their eyes and drift away to dreamland. At about 3am I heard a lot of rattling then all of a sudden, a vacuum. I silently laughed to myself. It figures, thats what I get for not wanting to pay for a hotel. Have I learned my lesson? perhaps… But most likely not. Unless I have matured past the insanity that is doing something irresponsibly painful over and over again not learning from the results. Maybe I will try to train myself to sleep in extreme conditions? That would be cool, but I doubt I can magically learn how to do that after struggling with sleep my whole life. However, I imagine it is some mental thing I can overcome. Maybe an eye mask and earplugs/sleepy sounds via mp3 are a good start. 

In 2 hours I am attempting to catch a flight  going to Spokane. I have not slept and I have no one to pick me up at the airport. My phone is dead, I have no charger and for some odd reason I can’t find any place that sells them (I have an iPhone!). I have more luggage than I can manage and once I arrive in Spokane I would have to walk 1 mile with all of it and take 2 busses to try and get where I am going. Also, I only brought heels. :)

LETS DO THIS! 

I am not the best at planning. I have always been a last minute type of person. I have been working with a band in LA for the past month and today I am flying to meet with them. I showed up to the SFO airport, with hope there was space, and asked for the soonest flight out. I was in luck as I confirmed for a flight at 3:10pm, 2 hours from the time I checked in. The band meets in a city quite a few miles away from the LAX airport. I am guessing it will take at least an hour and a half to get to the city via express shuttle…And I am still planning on how to get to the studio once I arrive. My spontaneous spirit has lead me to embark on the journey without any real plans. I am not sure where I will be sleeping tonight but tomorrow I will find my way back to the airport and attempt to hop on a flight to Washington. I do this with hopes of being reunited with a long lost friend who has been lost and found 4 times now in my short lifetime. It’s funny how people come in and out of your life.