New York: Day 7

Alright, so today was just a uneventful as yesterday. But as I sit here, writing this in the morning dawn of a new day I look back on yesterday with a different point of view.

I spent the day watching television (mostly stand up comedy) with my cousins. My aunts eventually left and went for walks or whatever was their fancy. I stayed home, though I was invited, and I wrote. Something I haven't been able to do in a horrifically long time. And not because I didn't want to. But because I simply couldn't.

I blame the writing for the reason that I'm not even sort of tired or interested in sleeping right now. I want to keep writing and exercising my mind. And I just might. Even though I told Sweetness I would try to get some sleep. I am far too awake to lay down.

My aunt cooked today, she made rice and beans. The rice is never fully done, so it has that soft crunch like al dente noodles. I love it. The meal was amazingly simple and deliciously satisfying. I can't believe it. I finished off my Kiwi Strawberry Snapple. I started the Sweet Tea one. They are very big, which is why I'm telling you. It isn't of any importance of course, just something that I noted and decided to tell you of.

Now I'm thinking about what I want for breakfast.Maybe I'll finally have some of that oatmeal I bought. The only problem with that is heating the water. I have to make sure I do it at a time when it doesn't disturb anyone because they have a teapot. A teapot! It's silver, metal, with a round black handle. It looks well loved. Tomorrow marks the beginning of my second week here. My family, my Sweetness, has survived without me for a whole week.

Earlier, Sweetness brought up a point. She said that I don't seem to miss her as much as I did when I was in Mt. Vernon for a few days. And she's right. I don't. But I think it is because missing someone is a very physically draining and stressful thing. As you all know, I tend to avoid stressful things, usually not on purpose. So I think about that amount of stress inflicted on me for an entire month and realize, I miss her the same amount. I am just not thinking about it as much because my body has put it on the back burner. It would take so much out of me to miss her to that caliber constantly for a whole month. A few days is different. A few days with nothing to do but stand around and think of her. It's just different my love.

Today, I think I might run down to the store and buy some more toilet paper. Just to contribute. I use it too, after all. And since I'm the only one in the house who could start their period at any moment, it seems like it should be at least partially my responsibility. Don't you?

I'm adapting quite well to living out of a suit case. And everyone around me is becoming far more comfortable with my presence. My cousin seems to be a lot less obsessed with me now. It would seem that she figured out that I'll be here for a while. No need to pile on all the annoyance at once! ;)

In any case, I have to remember tomorrow (or should I say today?) to call my mother and my grandmother.I have no desire whatsoever to call my grandmother, but everyone keeps telling me "it's the polite thing to do!" And I am ever striving to be polite....unfortunately.

I finished a book called "A Little Princess". I forget the author, but its a beautiful little story. I will give you no details. It's free to download on your smart phone. If you want to know what it's about, then read it. You will get nothing from me.

I think I'll go now and try to scavenge something light and quiet to eat until later.Do have a wonderful day, my loves.

TWMA,

Sacred Secret

P.S: "It's too cold outside for angels to fly."