Drove up to A-town and dropped off the family at the airport this last weekend. Won't be seeing them until December!
Last night I was up drugging myself so I could sleep with this terrible cold I have. Nothing worked. Needless to say, I had no choice but to call in sick (right???). Unfortunately I have a lot to do before I go so I can't really just sleep, but I thought that I could rent some movies to watch while I "work", just so I can get the nostalgic experience of staying home sick. As I walked through Blockbusters, I couldn't find myself wanting anything but a documentary. And then the more I looked in the special interests section, the more I realized how much I dislike watching movies. On that note, I went to Kaladi's and got myself a perfect Americano and went home to read this book I bought on my A-town trip called "Wild at Heart" (bought it at a bookstore; another guilty pleasure of mine. I could live in a bookstore).
It's written for men, but I thought what better way to understand men, right? So I crawled up on top of our roof with a blanket, americano in hand, and my book and read. I realized that I feel most alive when I read (that is, when I read non-fiction). Life can be wasted with movie watching and pointless activities. Before this book, I read "Don't Waste Your Life" and was entirely convicted. I reccommend this read. Anywho, all this to say, I see a high value in reading and educating oneself, and I love life :).
