Uptick

 One thing alcohol does to me is constant interrupt my sleep.  Like wake up every two hours, almost with fail and eerie close to EXACTLY every two hours.  One positive(?) is that I remember my dreams better in this state.  I recall about one dream every three months.  Recently, I’ve remembered quite a few actually, even if they tend to make zero sense.  I wrote down bits and pieces of this one; the most unusual parts were a department store robbery in which I hid in a rack of coats, a living room filled with coupons to mail to friends (not me, Sara, as to why, shrug), and a missed field goal in a Florida/Florida State game, which might be the most random thing I’ve ever dreamed about.  I honestly can’t recall why Sara was in this one.  She didn’t really do anything in it.  Weird.  But I’m keeping my distance for now.

Focusing on other things, today’s jog was light because I didn’t wake up for good until 10 o’clock.  Afterwards I went grocery shopping, told myself I’d spend $20 (not high on cash right now), ended up spending $50, and went all carnivore with it.  Hoping more protein will help me in my quest to build a little more muscle.  #1 So I can look better when/if dating again, and #2 (the healthier reason) because it makes me feel more confident and better about myself knowing I’m trying to look better.

The movie plans I overslept through yesterday?  My friend Deandre texted me this afternoon and we went and saw Kickass 2.  Not having seen the first, I was surprised by the violence.  They didn’t highlight that in the commercials.  I wasn’t upset by it; I’ve seen my fair share of 70’s kung fu films, just surprised is all.

One thing I’ve noticed about doing this diary; I’ve quite randomly come across a handful of people whose life experiences I can relate to. Really relate to.  People I can root for.  And no, that doesn’t come naturally for me.  Maybe I’m on my way to making a few friends on here (well online journal-y friends, whatever exactly that is) but that works for me.  This is actually the most calm/stable I’ve been in a few weeks.  If I can finally get the wheels turning again, things might get interesting.  Maybe I’ll go to the art museum that I’ve been meaning to do all summer this week.  Or feed the ducks/geese again.  Try to focus on me again, like I have to remind myself to do every 4 or 5 months.