Shawna tagged me in another "random things" blogger meme, but instead of doing another eight random facts, because I am too lame to think of more random stuff about myself, I thought I could feature something that I have always had an odd interest in: The Ordinary.
Back when I was still at Oakland University, a favorite professor of mine somehow convinced me into taking her poetry workshop. I ended up posting my crap-poems on here as class went along, and I had a tendency to write about mostly everyday activities, unsurprising, as I hadn't experienced much at that point in my life. There was only one poem that I ended up liking. It was a poem about being the only one awake, early in the morning when it is still dark outside. Just acknowledging that half-sleepiness, sitting at the breakfast table while waiting for my coffee to finish brewing.
A classmate also said it reminded her of Nutella, and I love Nutella. but here it is:
Chocolate in the morning
By Sara Gerard
Grey haze of awareness-so early it's a secret.
I hush down the hallway into
an ebony-coated domain-too black
for a reflection.
Long lines and sighs clothe my mind and my awakened
eyes are thrilled
by the fuzzy-conscious shadows shaped around my feet.
Interrupted by my own movements, when
hazelnut is
calling.
Hard-fake wood
never felt so good, bracing my back so early.
A glimpse of star-spangled mish-
mash upon my
moon-caked lids, are reflections of small times
of uninterrupted purity.
Anywho, I think that is why I love blogging so much/reading other blogs. I get little glimpses of lives, along with the thoughts that generally go with them as people muddle through their workdays and weekends. It is also why Instagram is my favorite form of social media, a little snapshot and blurb of what that person is doing at that moment. People are pretty damn interesting!
For instance, there is coffee. Some of us drink it in the early morning to get through the workday, some of us drink it in the late afternoon, and some of us drink coffee at midnight, when the timing is quite, unusual (at least according to Train). I prefer my coffee black, but sometimes I like to swirl a cinnamon stick in it, thanks to Ally, or add simple syrup to my cold brew. Some of us like pour-overs, or french-presses, and some of us like it from our favorite coffee shop-be it the little indie one down the street, or Dunkin' Doughnuts.
Some of us don't drink coffee, but like tea, or energy drinks, or orange juice.
For instance, there is coffee. Some of us drink it in the early morning to get through the workday, some of us drink it in the late afternoon, and some of us drink coffee at midnight, when the timing is quite, unusual (at least according to Train). I prefer my coffee black, but sometimes I like to swirl a cinnamon stick in it, thanks to Ally, or add simple syrup to my cold brew. Some of us like pour-overs, or french-presses, and some of us like it from our favorite coffee shop-be it the little indie one down the street, or Dunkin' Doughnuts.
Some of us don't drink coffee, but like tea, or energy drinks, or orange juice.
The fact-of-the-matter is, we all have our preferences, our differences, and it is awesome.
But it doesn't just stop at what we eat/drink, or start our day. Take personal hygiene, *most* of us take care of ourselves (we all know that one guy/woman), and the amount of care depends on the person. I tend to bathe at night, personally. One: I workout in the afternoon/evenings. Two: It saves time in the morning. I shower, and dry my hair each night before bed, only to have to re-wash and style my bangs again in the morning, but still.
I am always amazed at how I have an entire routine for bathing/skin care/face care, from the lotions I use, to the final spritz of hair spray on my bangs. Then you have Kyle who showers quickly every morning (to help him ease into consciousness), towels off, gets dressed, and sometimes doesn't even bother to comb his hair, because a hat will suffice.
Do you feel better air-drying your hair? Do you comb it into braids at night? Maybe wrap it up, to keep it off of your face? Tie it up, and run out the door?
I think chores are my favorite. EVERYONE has to do some sort of chore, unless you have servants, or little brothers to make your personal slave. I totally don't do that.
I always liked doing laundry, because it is necessary, but also relaxing for me. When our dryer was working okay, I would sort-of throw loads in all day, and then fold all of the clean laundry while watching an episode of my favorite TV show. Now we go to the laundry mat, and I spend my time walking back-and-forth while reading a book, waiting for the laundry to get done.
Are there any chores that you like doing? Or absolutely loathe?
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