Yesterday, March 31st, I woke up and I was miserable. At first I blamed it on the rain. I poured a glass of almond milk, put on my active wear, and left for the gym. I spent only 35 minutes in the gym because I was not feeling it. During my workout, I listened to Myliek’s last podcast and it was on point, I got the feels. I did cardio, lifted a few weights, worked on these gluts, and left.
I came back home, washed my hair, and headed back out to the salon so I could look decent again. Quick hair update, I use cantu and it’s working wonders on my hair, I need to cut my ends but I’m scared, yeah that’s it. I purchased some Jamaican style oxtail, stopped by my parent’s house to hang with my little sister, cousin, and pick up my mail that I fail to have sent to my apartment.
I have the feels. I’m tired. My work schedule is moving around so much that it’s making me more tired. School, I’m tired of it, but I have another semester to go and a summer class.
I bought a Groupon massage that I saved for my birthday, 10 days to go, because I need it. I want to be hugged so bad, I need human touch, but not from everyone. That sounds strange but I can’t hug everyone and I would rather it be from someone it feels genuine from. So, I’m hug-less until I see my Brad Brad (God child).
I seen a quote yesterday via twitter,
“Do you understand the violence it took to become this gentle”
I’m vulnerable and I’m going to feel out these feels until the feelings disappears.