My Brain is Wider than the Sky

I wonder what this blog would look like to someone who doesn't know me. 

All I do is look at my cats, listen to pop music, eat vegetables, and fall in love?

Hey, I also listen to Nina Simone! I clean my house a lot. I feel like I am constantly sweeping the floor. The litter box spills and I cannot handle things sticking to the bottom of my bare feet. Clean surfaces. Deep breath. Wow, that little meditation just made me feel really good!

I spend a good deal of time driving and listening to audio books.  I also read print books and travel in the car as a passenger. I imagine living with my man and what life will be like when we have a family together. 

And with that, this blog is fully representative of my life. Time will reveal how true that is.  I guess I can always talk about the past.  Life wasn't always this way, but I sure do like it!

I wish there were some good emojis on here! I really do like telling pictorial narratives via text message with emojis.  It is one of my favorite late night pastimes. I will share one someday.

The title of this blog post is from the Emily Dickinson's poem. If you didn't already know that, please google it immediately (I plead-iately).

Last night I dreamed I accidentally came to work in my shabbiest sweatpants. It was ten minutes until the department meeting, and I had to tell one of the executive managers that I needed to go shopping and would be late for the meeting... When I woke up this morning, I put on a pencil skirt, which is almost as far away from sweatpants as possible.

Except this skirt is stretchy and cozy!  

Okay, see you later, insulator.