Un-Drowning Los Andamios

Current mood: El Cigarrito x Victor Jara

I’m actively working through simultaneous projects and developing ideas. Sure, it’s exhausting but boredom’s not a burden anyone should bear.

I realized just now – watching a very-Binoche (fails the Bechdel), “Un beau Soleil intérieur” (y no me gusta esa traducción!!)- a prominent pattern in my life: I ignore my instincts.

I’m planning to get me the fuck out of here by May 2020. That is the date. They are accountable. Si algún día no regrese, haz mierda todo.

The majority of my day consists of that ^

Love is all the way over here

REMEMBER TO EAT TODAY

AIM FOR 5hrs of sleep at some poi….

I’m really trying to put all my energy in love. I’ve begun to untangle perceptions of thriving (which is a word pour tout le monde). I do not live vicariously through anyone. I just get pieces of “living my Best life,” others tell me so – let’s give this a shot. Let me invest in myself a little.

So, now I ask myself:

How am I actively divesting in my privilege?

How am I actively divesting in my privilege?

How am I actively divesting in my privilege?

Pues, no sé.

2 + 2 = 5

o dos y dos son tres