I haven't listened to one second of folk music for the past week. 7 days. 168 hours. 10080 minutes. 604800 seconds. Not even one second out of those six hundred and four thousand, eight hundred seconds. And my do I miss it! I can't even decide if this folk fast is even helping me with anything.
Archive for June 2009
I have come to a strange realization the past couple days. I do not cry about my own emotional rollercoasters. Yes, I am a sucker for a good movie and I will baaaaallllllll my eyes out. And yes, I do cry when I am extreeeeemely stressed. But when it comes to anything dealing with my own emotions, I am a brick wall. This is semi-problematic, seeing as I need some way to "let it out." Since I do not cry, I end up with major anger release issues. I end up going crazy! Crazy like Van Gogh! Good thing I have friends who make sure I don't do any damage. lol. You know who you are...Thanks!
You can learn a lot during an eight hour drive!
There were like a MILLION things i wanted to tweet today but i thought i'd spare my tweeps. So i figured i'd just write a blog of tweets instead. Enjoy! :)
Indiana is different. Haha. But I think that's what makes it so enjoyable!