Spring has arrived and despite the fickle weather, I am inspired! The cherry blossoms have come and gone and April showers are bringing out beautiful flowers. My life could also use a bit o' spring..... spring cleaning that is! It is really amazing how things can pile up in a matter of 7 months in a studio apartment. Do I really need to save that bus ticket from my trip to Hokkaido? Will I really wear that shirt I HAD TO HAVE 3 years ago that still has the price tag on it? Let's face it: probably not.
Similarly, my computer is chuck full of music and pictures and movies that are taking up precious space and speed. My computer is more of a mess than my closets! Ironically, it is supposed to make my life easier! So it is time to organize those iTunes, delete those unwanted photos that no one should ever see and use my external drive the way it was meant to be used!
Lastly, spring has inspired me to get my life on track as well. (This is not only because bikini season is around the corner) I want to stay on top of my business, exercise, diet, and social life! I need to find a balance among all of the things that are important to me and make me happy......This is really beginning to sound like those New Year's resolutions I made several months ago..... oops...... Well, as I said before, there is always tomorrow!
So pour yourself a glass (for me it would be red wine) raise it up, and make a toast to spring! May it inspire us all to begin anew, plant some flowers, pay taxes, get rid of piles, lose weight, dust under the bed, and smile! -M
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Turbulence
Please fasten your seatbelt as we expect some turbulence on our decent.
It was a rough landing to say the least. As I squeezed my friend's hand and closed my eyes, I once again realized I placed my life in the hands of a pilot I had never met.
Every time I get on a plane, I wander down the aisle to find my seat. I shove my things beneath the seat in front of me, fasten my seatbelt, and wait for take off. I grab the free magazine in the seatback pocket and pretend that it is interesting to me. I read it just long enough to distract me from the takeoff process; the defiance of gravity. I find the crossword or the sudoku that some previous passenger had attempted to solve and imagine what he or she might have been like. I find the map of the world and look up my destination and also consider which other corner of the world I may like to visit someday. I dare not read the safety instruction card for fear of jinxing the flight. My friend, however, picks up the safety information and laughs at the animation. I quickly realize how my silly supserstitions can cause my imagination to get the best of me. I sit back, relax, and enjoy my flight.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the captain has turned off the fasten your seat belt sign.
We landed safely. It was an amazing trip, as usual. Will the few moments of turbulence that ignited fear prevent me from flying ever again? No. How can I ever see what I want to see or do what I want to do without taking a chance to get there? Enough said..... -M
It was a rough landing to say the least. As I squeezed my friend's hand and closed my eyes, I once again realized I placed my life in the hands of a pilot I had never met.
Every time I get on a plane, I wander down the aisle to find my seat. I shove my things beneath the seat in front of me, fasten my seatbelt, and wait for take off. I grab the free magazine in the seatback pocket and pretend that it is interesting to me. I read it just long enough to distract me from the takeoff process; the defiance of gravity. I find the crossword or the sudoku that some previous passenger had attempted to solve and imagine what he or she might have been like. I find the map of the world and look up my destination and also consider which other corner of the world I may like to visit someday. I dare not read the safety instruction card for fear of jinxing the flight. My friend, however, picks up the safety information and laughs at the animation. I quickly realize how my silly supserstitions can cause my imagination to get the best of me. I sit back, relax, and enjoy my flight.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the captain has turned off the fasten your seat belt sign.
We landed safely. It was an amazing trip, as usual. Will the few moments of turbulence that ignited fear prevent me from flying ever again? No. How can I ever see what I want to see or do what I want to do without taking a chance to get there? Enough said..... -M
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