a nice saturday ramble

my life is cyclical.

wearing eyeliner... and not.
morning runs... and not.
taking endless pictures... and not.
West Wing marathons and obsessing over Sam Seaborn... and not.

blogging... and not.

I was about to launch into a rant about my inconsistency of habit, but I'm stopping here to regroup. I am consistently inconsistent. I go though phases: what I wear, what I eat, how I style my hair, when I wake up, what I read, who I listen to, and what I watch.

I'm beginning to think of this as a good thing. I like to dive in. to immerse myself in something I enjoy, at least for the moment. I do what I need to do, when I need to do it. whether that means blogging every day, buying a pair of red pants, listening to Florence + the Machine on repeat, panting my nails twice a week, chopping my hair, or deactivating Facebook for a few months.

will I go back to eating oatmeal every day for breakfast? it's possible. I went from smoothies to oatmeal to egg muffins back to smoothies. will I pick up running again when there's enough light to get me out of bed? sure. will I get tired of West Wing and drop out halfway through season 5? is that when Sam moves to California? because then yes, probably.

but no matter what I do, it's what I want to do. it's what is right for me, at that time. changing your mind isn't a bad thing. in fact... change is good.

so for today: I eat mexican [for the third day in a row]. I paint my nails [with several of my 16 Essie colors]. I watch Sam Seaborn be witty and intelligent and charming [I'm almost to season 3]. and I enjoy myself.

tomorrow: who knows?