I can’t believe that it has been almost a month betweeen posts. I remember when this place was a cathartic haven for me. Thoughts, feelings, rants, raves. Anything to just GET.IT.OUT. I don’t know what has changed. I’d like to say that I don’t spend as much time in front of the machine, but that would be a lie. I don’t think I spend as much time inside my head.

Although, coming back to the island has thrown me back a couple steps. I met a new person the other day who, upon being informed that I don’t drink, called me “BO-RING!” I know that I really shouldn’t care, but it hurt my feelings. Which makes me feel like I  need to get refocused.

I also found out that people love to repeat Drunk Girl stories. How fun! I suppose people will talk about what they talk about until they talk about something else.  And, in a comparison of drunk girl stories, this one is mildly entertaining. And not that humiliating, so I guess I should feel fortunate.

I also wonder what it is about this place that makes people hang on to stories like that. Although, I know it is not only this place. I already told you that my cousin brought up a story from nearly 10 years ago about me drinking. 10 years!

I always hope that I never pigeonhole any of my friends like that. While I do remember events, etc., I don’t DEFINE you by who or who you weren’t ten years ago, five years ago, 2 weeks ago, or even yesterday! That would hardly be fair. Or realistic.

I posted on Twitter that I needed a big bowl of “Get over yourself” followed by a shot of “Get a Grip.” I wonder if they have that down at the store?

Things to be happy about: My GIANT physioball.