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?