My Perfect Travel Playlist

As you are reading this, I have made it to London from Prague!

Shahid and I will leave from Heathrow to head to Florida at 9:30am tomorrow morning. For today, we are going to enjoy some time in London and get an early night's rest. It will take us about 12 hours to get to Orlando International tomorrow.

Last weekend, I spent a good deal of time perfecting my travel playlist. Everyone has different preferences when they are preparing a list for traveling. The three main ways that songs make it onto my Travel list are:

*I have listened to them during my past travels. The nostalgia makes me feel like I need to listen to them each time I'm on the go. 
*They are just all around amazing songs. Maybe they're inspiring and relaxing, or maybe they're just fun. 
*They somehow have a travel themed message. 

I thought it would be fun to show you a little sample of the songs I have been and will be listening to on my journey. I'm going to put my list on shuffle and share the first 25 songs that play. Let's do this!

What do you listen to while traveling? Give me some recommendations below!


My Top Travel Prep Tip

A couple of days ago, I wrote a post about different types of anxious travelers. If you haven't read it yet, you may want to hop on over and check it out. Because, today's post is for all of you "fully" and "preparation" anxious travelers. 

It's no secret that preparing to travel can be stressful, especially if you are going somewhere far away from home. There are tickets and hotels to book, bags to pack, things to buy, schedules to coordinate, and all of these things usually have to be done within a budget and a particular time frame. It is a lot to do, and there are many different ways to make sure that these things get done. 

But, the more I travel, the more I realize that there is one, simply, itty bitty, tiny trick that will cut the stress of getting ready to travel in half. Are you ready? I hope you are. 

That trick is...


It's that simple. Don't procrastinate. I know it's difficult, but just don't do it. You can save yourself a world of worry. So, how can you you leave the procrastination station for good? Well, I have a few more little tips for that. 

*Have a plan. 
The moment that you are 100% certain that you are going to be traveling somewhere, begin your research. Check on flight prices. Look at hotels or hostels in the area you are going. Even if you are still months away from departure, it never hurts to check and see where flight/bus prices are standing. Know your facts in advance. 

*Make lists. 
I know, this one is a bit explanatory...but I find it so helpful! Take all of the information you found in your research, and put them into list form. When you accomplish something (like booking a hotel or buying something you need), cross it off. Begin making packing lists a couple of weeks before you leave, so you can add or remove things as you go. 

*Keep your destination in mind. 
Travel is one of the most rewarding opportunities in life. To keep yourself from stressing unnecessarily, remember to look forward to the experience that you are preparing for. Don't let worries consume you! Even if something does go wrong after all of your planning, it will be okay. There is a solution out there to every problem. 

And with all of this being said, I'm going to go add a few more items to my suitcase. Just four more days until I'm London/Florida bound!

If you could give one piece of travel advice, what would it be? 


A Day So Bad it Deserves a Post

Today, I'm going to tell you a story about last Wednesday. Sit back and grab a snack. I'll try to make it short and to the point, but there may be some rambling ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. Also, this is not me trying to complain, because I know we all have bad days. I honestly just think the sequence of events is funny. Quite unlucky...but still funny.

Moving on...last Wednesday was one of those days where every single thing that could have possibly went wrong...did. Every. Single. Thing. I felt like I was in a sitcom, or some hidden camera comedy show. 

It all began with the night before. Shahid and I bought our plane tickets for Florida late that Tuesday night, and it took a bit since we were doing it separately, and prices were steady going up. We finished up with that around 12:30am, and then I could not sleep to save my life. I had a 5:30am wake-up call for Wednesday morning, and I think I finally fell asleep around 2:30...meaning I had roughly three hours of sleep. 

So, my alarm went off. I got up, and got ready. Right as I was about to walk out the door, I received a text message from my morning student saying that she had to cancel due to being ill. 

Ok...no problem. It should have been a good thing...because not only would I still get paid for that class, but I would also get to go back to sleep for a couple of hours. And trust me, I tried to go back to sleep...but it was impossible. I slept maybe 30 more minutes, but then I was just feeling so anxious (for a reason that I will explain in a later post) that I laid awake and stared at the ceiling until it was time to go to my next class. 
Now, the weather in Prague over the past couple of weeks has been a lot warmer. So, thinking that day would be no different, I grabbed my jacket and backpack and walked outside. Imagine my surprise when I was greeted by fairly heavy snowfall. (I hadn't opened the curtains that morning since it was so early and not much light would have came in anyway.) 

Now, the snow was nice and all the first time it happened...but it has not taken very long at all for this Florida girl to grow tired of it. Therefore, I wasn't too happy, and I felt completely unprepared. I ran back upstairs for a scarf, and then ran off through the snow to the bus. 

By the time I made it to my stop, the snow had picked up quite a bit and the wind was blowing. Also, this wasn't nice, fluffy, white snow. It was icy...which equals slippery. So, I carefully set off through the snow, hands numb and snow in my eyes and soaking my hair. This would also be a good time to mention that the class I was heading to (one of the seven that I have on Wednesdays), was a new class and I had never been there before. Which makes it the perfect setting for me to get lost. 

With a bit of determination though, I turned myself around and found the business where I was teaching. I arrived right on time. Soaking wet and flustered...but still on time. I practically had to beg for assistance at the reception desk (gotta love that Czech customer service), but after signing in I made my way to the correct floor and taught the two classes that I had there. 

After that, it was back into the snow to head to another place I had never been. I picked my way through the snow to the metro station, and went five stops to a part of the city I have never really been to before. When I got off the metro, I was about 30 minutes ahead of schedule, and hoping for a warm place to gather myself. Instead of civilization though, I walked out into a frozen wasteland, and the first thing I did was slip and nearly bust my rear. I stood up, brushed myself off, and was greeted by the site of a homeless man peeing on the wall.

So, I turned in the other direction, with no idea where the bus stop I needed was, and I was greeted by another trio of homeless men who begin yelling things at me. I had no idea what they were saying (because Czech), but I didn't stick around to find out. I wandered around and finally found my bus, and by then I was really soaked. The bus took about 10 minutes to come, but when I was finally on it I began to relax for the first time in a few hours. Then I realized...

I was on the right bus, but going in the wrong direction. I had gotten on the one that was going the opposite way of where I needed to go. Perfect.

I hopped off at the next stop, and tried to google directions from my new location while snow soaked my phone screen and my scarf attempted to strangle me. For some reason, my phone wouldn't give me any worthwhile directions, and I had to refresh my search several times for my phone to pick up my location. At this point, I had about 8 minutes left to make it to my class. The travel time it showed me was thirteen minutes. Before this, I had never, ever been late to a lesson. So I wasn't happy.

In my panic, I found the correct tram stop, but then proceeded to get on the wrong tram. The amount of times I screwed up with my directions that day was a record, considering I am usually fairly good about getting where I need to go easily. I was texting my mom and crying by that time, because I was soaked, lost, and running late, and it was all happening while I was running on three hours of sleep.

Needless to say, I found where I was going. The receptionist didn't want to let me in the building because she didn't understand why I was there, and my broken Czech was not enough to explain that I was there to teach an English lesson. Miraculously though, she finally pointed me in the right direction, and I made it to the correct floor exactly 10 minutes late.

I walked to the front desk, showed the girl my paperwork and told her why I was there, and then she told me...

"We don't have English lessons today."

You gotta be kidding me. 

I explained to her what I was told we were beginning today. She called all of the students who were supposed to be in my lectures, and not a single one of them knew about the lessons. The contact person had obviously not given them the update. Only one person would meet with me, and he made it very clear that he wasn't going to give me any longer than 20 minutes.

I struggled through a very awkward 20 minutes, and they told me I could leave so I was just about to when a couple of other students came to me and told me that the time for the lessons didn't work for them and I would have to come on different days. If you are a freelance teacher, you know how frustrating this is...especially if you work at a language school where your schedule is made based on your free times. I finally had to tell him that I would speak with my school and we would send a different teacher if necessary because these are the times I was told, and the times that they want don't work for me.

Here's where the day began to look up. I got out of there over an hour early, which would give me time to collect myself before my 4pm class, and when I walked outside the snow had stopped. Sure, I would look like a drowned rat for the rest of the day anyway, but at least the snow appeared to be finished.

But, with ceased snow comes muddy sludge, and the snow was already rapidly melting. So, I slipped and slid back to the bus stop. My bus came, and two young boys got off and immediately began kicking icy mud at each other. Of course, one of the kids missed the other and the spray of brown ice splattered all over my jeans. I should have been mad, but at that point I expected nothing less.

The End.

P.S. The rest of my day turned out fine. 


Anxiety and Travel : 4 Types of People

I am just one week away from my trip home to Florida!

One week from today, I will be meeting up in London with my boyfriend Shahid, and one week from tomorrow we will be flying out for Florida! I don't think that I have ever been this excited for a trip. Of course I was over the moon when I was preparing to move to Prague back in July, but this trip is different. I'm going home for a very special event (my cousin Shelby's wedding), and I will not only be surrounded by the people I love the most, but I will also have a new very loved person with me. Shahid lives in England and has never been to America, so I'm really looking forward to introducing him to my home!

Since I have been preparing for the trip, I have been doing a lot of thinking about people and the ways that they travel. Everyone does things differently...some people handle things one way and others handle it another. Some people are super anxious about traveling and all of the details, and others couldn't be more laid back. All of my thinking has led me to compile a list of what I believe are the four different types of travelers, and how anxiety affects them.

1. The Fully Anxious Traveler
This is the person that doesn't understand the actual meaning of "vacation." If you are a fully anxious traveler, there is not a detail of your trip that you have NOT obsessed over. This person stresses over booking tickets, packing, getting to the airport, getting on the correct plane, airplane safety, losing luggage, finding the correct hotel, and then sticking to their carefully planned holiday schedule. When this person finally begins to enjoy themselves, it's time for them to depart for home and begin worrying all over again.

2. The Detail Anxious Traveler
This is actually the category that I feel I fall into. Detail anxious travelers have no worries about the travel or trip themselves, but rather the preparation for the trip. What if I wait too long to buy tickets and then can't afford them? What if my flight is cancelled last minute? What if I forget something crucial? What if I look at times incorrectly and completely miss my departure? Detail anxious travelers may be overly organized while preparing for a trip, but once they're finally en route to their destination, they are going to enjoy every second of it.

3. The Anxiety Free Traveler
This person is the complete opposite of the fully anxious traveler. Nothing seems to bother them, and they are professionals at adopting the mentality that there is no problem that cannot be worked through. Lost luggage or a missed flight are merely bumps in the road for someone who falls into this group of free-spirited people.

4. The Destination Anxious Traveler
If you do not particularly enjoy traveling, and only do it when you absolutely have to, you may fall into this group. A destination anxious traveler is comfortable with going through the motions of packing and preparing, but they are very nervous about actually arriving to and navigating a new place. Destination anxious travelers are not a fan of being out of their comfort zone, and do their best to keep their travels to a minimum.

What type of traveler are you? Can you think of any types of travelers that I missed? Please leave me a comment with your thoughts!


The Worries of Writing : 5 Thoughts You NEED to Ignore

Isn't it a bit annoying how comparison seems to get in the way of every aspect of life?

Think about it. We spend way too much time comparing ourselves and our situations to the selves and situations of others. Looks, success, lifestyle...we always feel the need to find ways that "ours" isn't as good as "theirs."

Unfortunately, this same mindset often works its' way into our passions and hobbies as well. When I used to sit down to write, a good majority of the time was spent thinking comparative thoughts, and questioning myself and my writing decisions. The further I get into my novel though, and the more confident I become in it, I am realizing that these types of negative thoughts do not make my writing better in any way. If anything, they hinder it because I'm afraid to get everything out on paper.

So, I decided to share five of the negative thoughts that often keep me from writing (I'm sure you have them too!), and explain why we should ignore them...for both our sanity and our progress.

1. "Is this boring?"
Even if you have a story idea that you are absolutely stoked about, it's nearly impossible to not ask yourself this question every once in a while. The fact of the matter is, a writer spends an awful lot of time in whatever world we are trying to create. Sometimes, we get burnt out, or over-familiar with it, and this leads us to question the excitement of the plot. Write what your heart wants to write. And if you want to make sure you stay on an interesting track, have someone you trust read after you and give you feedback. (My mom critiques mine...it's extremely helpful!)

2. "Is this too similar to...?"
Fear of being unoriginal is something else that hinders the productivity of writing sessions. Writers want their works to be unique, even if they are based on what may be a "popular" concept. The reality is, writers subconsciously draw inspiration from works that they admire. But, the reason that your story will never be the same as someone else's, is that you are the only person who has your particular creative skills. There is something about your writing that will make you stand out.

3. "Is my writing style pleasing?"
Writing style is something that is highly discussed now days. When we read books written by our favorite authors, we are able to find that certain "flow" that makes their work recognizable. Writing style can make or break a plot line, and every writer wants to "perfect" their style. The truth is, writing style comes from being yourself. What is natural to you? What feels comfortable? What makes you happy to write? Focus less on striving to have a similar style to someone else, and strengthen your own unique style.

4. "Are the small details coming together?"
Sometimes, I get so wrapped up in worrying about perfecting the small things that I don't actually get any new writing completed. For example, the novel I am working on now has a time frame in which each portion of the book takes place in a different month. There are also letters within the book that have to have a certain date. I often worry too much about making these time frames "realistic." It is a detail that could honestly be left until everything else is completed, but it takes priority in my mind. Putting all of the awesome content down should come first. Small details can be corrected later.

5. "Will anyone even want to read this?"
This is similar to the first point in that we rely too much on the opinions of people who have not even read our content. Honestly, besides perhaps those who are closest to you, there is probably no one who even realizes you are writing a novel. So, why worry about it now? If you are writing something you want to share with the world, and you are putting every ounce of passion into your writing, people will want to read it. Even if you complete your novel, and no one EVER reads it, you will always have the satisfaction of knowing that you sat down and produced something that is important to you.

Do you struggle with any of these thoughts? How do you combat them? What are some negative ideas that you prefer to ignore in order to improve your craft? Please leave me a comment below with your opinion!


On Blogging : Failures and New Directions

I have been blogging for a good, long while.

I started my very first blog (which is no longer in existence because it's embarrassing), over six years ago, when I was 20. The title of that blog was Life is an Art. At that time, I had discovered the "beauty blogging" community, and I was intrigued by it. I loved all of the photos, and the posts, and the way that everyone got together to share their thoughts. So, that's what I attempted to do. Looking back, that was a hilarious idea, because guess what? I don't even necessarily like beauty-related stuff. I can't do my hair or makeup very well to this day, and my nail polish addiction was short-lived. I think it's what I tried to write about though, because that was the first type of blog I had seen. I didn't realize the vast variety of subjects that the blogging world had to offer.

After my beauty blogging endeavors died out, I deleted that blog and began fresh with my first "lifestyle" blog, Young, and In Progress. This blog is also no longer in existence because of a name and URL change, but some of my way older posts here were originally published there. That blog was much closer to the type of blogging path I knew I was intended to take. I shared a lot of personal stories, and wrote posts that I basically thought were fun. I eventually reached a place where I wasn't satisfied with the name of that blog. I didn't feel like it was something that could really grow with me. Therefore, I made a change, and Miranda Writes was born.

There are really two reasons that I settled on the name Miranda Writes. The first is, I thought it was a "punny" play on the well-known "Miranda Rights." The second is...I love to write. I know, I know, I'm so original. Anyway, when I made that name change, my blog really hit a consistent stride. I was posting every day of the week and I was gaining a lot of new readers. I made a lot of blog friends, and I was more connected to the blogging world than ever. I'm not going to lie, it was a lot of fun. I even made attempts at beginning a small hand lettering business, and I was beginning to believe it was possible to make a living off of being "self-employed" through blogging.

Then...my depression punched me right in the face, and I fell into the lowest state I have ever been in. I stopped communicating with people, I lost sight of my goals, and slowly but surely...I stopped blogging. I went from writing five posts a week, to writing maybe two posts a month. I lost my readers, I lost my blog traffic, and I fell out of contact with a lot of my friends. Essentially, I became a really crappy blogger, and I just couldn't re-grasp my knack for it.

Now, it's over one year later. I am living an entirely new life abroad, and blogging has slowly been returning to my weekly routine. I'm beginning to feel like I have meaningful things to say again, and pertinent advice to give. I've been easing myself back into the blogging world, and I have been thinking a lot about the type of commitment that I want to make to Miranda Writes. Here is what I have decided...

Writing is a passion of mine, so why wouldn't I use it to the extent of my abilities? Yes, I have my novel there to receive my creative energy, but as much as I enjoy diving into a fictional world, I also have insights that I feel compelled to share here in the real world. Therefore, I'm going to devote this space to content that I feel is beneficial to myself and others.

While I always tend to think of my blogging demise (ha ha, that sounds so dramatic) as a negative thing, I have realized that there are actually some positive things that came from it. One of those positive things is, I now know that posting things you truly want to post is way more important than posting a post just to have content. (I just used the word "post" way too much, but hopefully my thought is clear.) Another, and perhaps the most important thing I have learned, is what type of blogger I want to be. I know what I want to write about, and I know what type of content is going to be genuine for me to produce. With that being said, consider this the official announcement of the topics you can expect to see here:

Sunday: Post related to travel or living abroad
Monday: General lifestyle or personal post (AKA: Free for all)
Tuesday: Another post related to travel or living abroad
Thursday: Post related to writing...tips and tricks, or possibly short fictional pieces

I have spent a couple of weeks creating this schedule, and I am excited to have a bit of organization added back into the mix. As a side note, if you haven't seen my past announcement, I have chosen to create a new blog devoted entirely to books and reading. Otherwise, this site would be overrun with nothing but book related ramblings. You can find that blog at Miranda Reads, where new posts will go up on Tuesdays and Fridays. 

Thank you so much to everyone who supports me through my writing. I look forwards to re-establishing Miranda Writes as both a personal outlet and brand name. Please feel free to leave any questions or thoughts that you may have in the comments below. Have a wonderful week, and I will see you on Thursday! 


Writing Update + Staying Motivated

2016 has been a great writing year for me so far. I know we are not even a month and a half into the year, but I'm feeling really positive that the coming months will be filled with just as much writing as the past few weeks have. I've gotten into a routine of taking advantage of every bit of down time.

If I have a gap in between classes, I will write. Instead of getting caught up in mindless entertainment when I'm home in the evenings, I'll write. I have been trying really hard to hold myself accountable to writing as a hobby, as well as my goals of one day become published. Because I have been more strict on myself and what I want to accomplish, I have been able to add several new posts to this blog, and I have also added about 8,000 words to my novel. (P.S. I also started a book blog...since I don't want to flood this site with book related stuff. You can find it at Miranda Reads if you're interested.)

Anyway, I find that one thing I often do when I'm in need of a creative boost is head over to Pinterest and type "writing quotes" into the search bar. I'm then flooded with all of the motivation I could ever need. I thought I would share a few of my favorites in hopes of giving my fellow bloggers and writes a little creative push. I hope you enjoy!

Do quotes give you an extra boost when you are feeling a bit lost? Please share your favorites with me!


Kutna Hora, Czech Republic

One really cool thing about living in the Czech Republic is the fact that it is a country full of interesting and quirky places to visit. People mainly tend to associate the Czech Republic with Prague, obviously because it is a gorgeous capital city. However, many people I have talked to (particularly people from the U.S.) are not familiar with Prague's existence or location, and even more people are unaware that the Czech Republic and Slovakia are completely separate countries.

Anyway, the point of that mini history lesson is so that I can say this...the Czech Republic may not be everyone's first choice for travel, but that doesn't mean that it isn't worth traveling. Sure, the language seems a bit scary, but it is fairly easy to find English speakers anywhere. Even better, it's insanely affordable. The only people I would not recommend Czech travel destinations to are those who expect five-star everything.  You can find that in Prague if that's what you're into, but not so much in lesser known cities and towns. Many destinations come complete with that more "gritty" feeling, but that is what makes them interesting. Plus, those types of places can still be so beautiful. And the great news is, I still have quite a few of them to see. 

A few weeks ago, my friend Ephram and I went on a day trip to Kutna Hora, which is about a 45 minute train ride from Prague. It was the first opportunity I have had to travel by train, and I really enjoyed it. I felt like I was on the Hogwarts Express or something. It was even snowing!

The main attraction in Kutna Hora is the Sedlec Ossuary, also known as the bone church. The first time I ever came across the existence of this place, I was a bit confused because it seemed so morbid. Essentially, an entire chapel in the Church of All Saints is filled with real, human bones....those of about 40,000 people to be more precise. Sounds a bit dark, right? After a bit of research though, I realized that the significance of the Sedlec Ossuary is, in a strange way, quite beautiful. You can learn more about it here if you're interested!

The bone church was not as large as I was expecting it to be, but it was still more than worth seeing. Everything in the room seems to be made of bones...from giant candelabras to a chandelier. You can tell that it was all very intricately created, and the result is a memorial unlike any other I have ever seen. It really is one of those unique things that could only be found in somewhere like the Czech Republic. 

The day we were there, it snowed pretty much non-stop, so much of the day was spent wandering around freezing. The older part of the city was nice to walk around, and even though almost everything was closed because of the snow, it was hard to be too upset because it made for a very picturesque setting. We had lunch at a quaint little cafe called Cafe Lavande. I had borscht and a burger, which cured both my cold and my hunger, ha ha. 

I'm trying not to spend too much time talking about how cold it was...but it WAS, and whenever I think of Kutna Hora the first thing I see in my mind in falling snow. Still, I enjoyed the trip and I plan to go back in the summer, when more things are open and it's not as miserable to be outside. Now...let me stop rambling and post the photos, which are probably what you all really want to see. 


Half a Year Abroad (Dear Prague)

Dear Prague, 

Well, it's been half a year! Six months ago I stepped off of that airplane and shook your hand for the first time. Six months ago I had no idea exactly what to expect from you, but I chose to begin my new life with you anyway. 

I have to admit, my first night with you, I was scared to death. My cab driver didn't say a word to me during the entire 45 minute drive from the airport. He returned my smile and thanks with a glare. I had no idea what I had gotten myself into. 

I arrived in my flat in the middle of the night, after 24 hours of traveling, and I sat down on my new bed and I cried. I didn't know if my tears were happy or sad...perhaps they were a mixture of both. All of my months of planning and dreaming and scheming to come to you were over. I was actually there with you. I was 5,000 miles away from my friends, and family, and everything I had ever known...and there was no turning back. I had no choice but to push forward, and make our relationship work. 

And as time has went on, the feeling that I'm supposed to be with you has solidified. You are everything unfamiliar, and still somehow everything I ever needed and wanted in an experience. My days here are sometimes full of language barriers, financial difficulties, and a lack of friendly, smiling people. However, just when I reach a point where I'm wondering what in the world I was thinking when I dropped everything to move halfway across the world, I get sucked into the satisfaction of your cobblestone streets, your fairy tale architecture, and all of the things and people that I would have never had the privilege to see or know if I had done the easy thing and stayed in the U.S. 

Prague, I think a lot about the person I was before I came to be with you. That woman is nothing compared to the woman I feel I am now. That woman was overly anxious and depressed, a dreamer instead of a doer, and a scaredy cat instead of a risk-taker. That woman had no faith in herself, and believed her abilities were best left untested. And...while there are many things about life and about the future that confuse and frighten me, that confusion is only a small percentage of what that woman used to feel. 

You have been the gateway to the rest of my life. I don't know where time will take us, but I do know that you will always be "the" turning point in my adulthood. Here's to another half a year, and possibly more. 

With love and sincerity, 


Currently (February)

Reading... I just finished reading a memoir called The Thing About Prague by Rachael Weiss. The new book I will be picking up is The Color Purple by Alice Walker.

Listening (to)... The past couple of days I have been constantly listening to my OneRepublic playlist. They are exactly what my ears have been needing to hear.

Watching... I don't have a TV in my flat, so I really do not watch much of anything. Every now and then I will watch a show or movie online, and I also watch a variety of videos on YouTube. This is embarrassing to admit, but I watched a few episodes of that old Nickelodeon cartoon, As Told by Ginger, last night, and it gave me a very large feeling of nostalgia.

Trying... Not to be overwhelmed with the amount of lesson planning I have on my plate since my teaching schedule is built back up.

Cooking... I had leftovers for dinner today, but last night I made a hodgepodge creation that included chicken, corn, tomatoes, bell peppers, and taco seasoning. It turned out a bit spicy, but it was still good.

Eating... Nothing since I had my leftovers already. I do have a bit of a sweet tooth at the moment though...

Drinking... Water. I will probably make some tea soon.

Going... To Florida in just a few weeks! Four weeks from today, I will be at home for a much-anticipated visit.

Loving... The new experiences that each day brings.

Hating... That I have to wake up at 5am tomorrow!

Discovering... That living abroad doesn't get any easier, but somehow every second of difficulty just makes the experience that much better.

Thinking... That I may just have to watch some more As Told by Ginger before bed....

Feeling... Like I could actually go ahead and go to sleep right now, even though it's not even 8pm.

Hoping (for)... Continued determination and positive thinking.

Considering... Going down to the potraviny (corner market) to find some chocolate for my sweet tooth. Just say no, Miranda.
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