Sunday's Best

Happy Easter Guys!!

I'm not a particularly religious person. I actually don't know what I am, maybe borderline spiritual, apathetic, atheist, agnostic, zen . . . I don't know. Do I believe in "God"? Not particularly. Do I believe in unexplainable, supernatural events? Definitely. Do I have faith? Yes. Do I believe good things happen to good people? Yes. Do I feel the need to partake in religious activities? Nope. Do I believe in happiness even with little wealth and material possessions? Yes. I kind believe in my own customized religion, I choose what I want to believe. So by no measure am I religious.

Anyway, today, I woke up deciding that I wanted to hide chocolate eggs for my roommate for Easter. So I did just that. I went to CVS right when it opened – riding my bike for the first time this year! I know we're already more than a quarter into the year, sad – bought two bags of chocolate eggs, and hid them in my room. That's how I always celebrated Easter in my family. My family is not Christian at all. So for Easter, my parents used to hide candy eggs for us to find, and then we would paint eggs. That's it. Nothing religious at all. It's just a fun holiday. And I wanted to have fun today, even if it's just for a tiny little bit. Another part of the reason I woke up wanting to hide eggs is because I haven't been living. I've just been doing. And really, the little moments in life, make life all the joy to live.

As you can see, I woke up today feeling so much better than I have in past weeks. Not exhausted anymore. And that's because yesterday, I did nothing but sleep, watch Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, do some laundry – but I didn't fold the clothes until this morning in – and sleep, or laid in bed. See, Thursday night, I didn't sleep. I pulled an all-nighter, my work was taking longer than expected and I had to be up early on Friday to greet the new prospective students at open house, so sleep was not an option. But on Friday afternoon around 4:30pm, I crashed and didn't wake up until 2am, but went right back to sleep until 8am Saturday morning, totaling about 16 hours of straight sleep. I tried to do work Saturday but I was still too tired to do anything, so I slept early again. In the end, pulling an all nighter was the best thing for me. Because if I never pulled that all nigher, I would have never slept 16 hours straight. I would have just kept trucking along with 3, 4, maybe 5 hours of sleep a night and that would have been awful. I would never have fully recovered. I would never been able to take a real shower (when you're tired, your showers are too quick to enjoy). I would have been in a trance kind of state, and that would have been problematic. I would never be as productive as I could be. So here's to finally feeling better. But unfortunately, I have a lot of work to do. But at least, I'm living and remembering the small moments.

Hope your Easter is also going well.