Try Everything

It's 12:35am in the morning and I can't wait until I fly.

It might sound cliche right now to say:

"I'm like a bird, I wanna fly away."

But judging by how often I don't sleep.

I'm probably an owl that like to keep my eyes open in the dark.

But no, I do wanna fly away.

Clock is ticking, and very soon I will be flying to Portland, Oregon.

I still remember how my first boyfriend used to say how beautiful it is down there.

I believe him.
And Years since our break up, now it's officially time for a visit.

Now let me and my friend Li embark on a whole new journey of mutual trust, and wilderness survival.

 

Say "Cheese" Brooklyn.

Sleep-Cooking

It's 2am in the morning.

I figured writing profusely about Trump, Stock Market Crash, and nuclear weapons probably doesn't do my insomnia any good.
Usually I opt for the good karma route and practice the arts of posting adorable animal and inspirational athlete videos on Facebook.

Tonight's one of those nights where I couldn't sleep, and decides to cook something.
Well I'm not entirely hungry.

It's one of those nights when the process of doing the work is more fulfilling then the outcome.
I just want to occupy those empty time spaces in between daydreams and overthinking.

I find tremendous amounts of satisfaction in listening to the sizzling sound of [vegan] chicken breast grilling on the pan. While at the same time hypothesizing myself into feeling good that I am not hurting any animals through this process.

I salivate at the thought of soy meat while boiling potatoes, all to put them in the fridge when I'm done.
While my saliva says otherwise,
I am not hungry at all.

"You could paint"
"You could call a friend"
"You could go catch pokemon"

Random thoughts.
I really just want to cook.

Let the others catch 'em all.