dear gravity,

I'm sorry it's been so long. At least I think it's been a long time. I don't really remember. I have had a constant stream of busy and I really want to crash. Actually I want to eat. Why isn't there food in front of me?
Writing has been sporadic, but it's been going. I haven't written every day, but I've written a lot on the days that I've written.


So this photographer asked me to go with her as a reporter to a city in west Texas called Marfa, which is basically a dairy queen and these things called the Marfa lights (google them). I didn't end up getting to go, because apparently my editors needed me here, but I would've been covering a group of students going to this festival called El Cosmico, and I went to the festival's website and there was this paragraph about this thing called mañana, and I couldn't figure out what the hell it meant.
I mean, obviously mañana means morning in Spanish. And if you didn't know that, then that's what it means. But reading through the paragraph, I felt like it was something entirely different. They were talking about finding mañana and believing in mañana, and I was like what the fuck is mañana? Is it part of the Marfa lights? and then it hit me. They were talking about remembering that tomorrow would come. mañana meant tomorrow.
I think it stuck in my mind so much because I remembered high school me, who honestly really wasn't that different, I don't think? But the thing is, I wasn't stressed then. I never was, because if I had a huge assignment due the next day but I was too tired to finish it, it didn't bother me to just go to sleep and figure it out in the morning. I never had issues with sleeping on it. If something sucked, my mantra was basically "in a few hours, things will be fine." I think I forgot my mañana. I'm glad El Cosmico reminded me!
Oh, and the Marfa lights are really cool.
I'm not really a fan of DQ, though.


My stomach is rumbling. Today was long, and I wrote a story about an educational owl. I am happier than I have been in a while. I think I'm going to sleep soon.


I hope your dreams are beautiful,
loch.


P.S. people who shouldn't care about me but do will not cease to surprise me. I am obsessed with kindness.


P.S.S. sorry it's just another picture of my face. or plural pictures, I guess. whatev.
Also, I posted this the day after I wrote it, because the night I wrote it, I was too tired to press the post button. <3 @ you.