Thursday, March 26, 2015

Nostalgic Salsa Bowls

Ah, March 26th. The perfect day to breathe fresh air.
What's happening?

So it's been an entire WEEK since I started my blog. Crazy, I know. What's even crazier is that I've actually written every day this week! Because let me tell you...it's hit that point in the semester. Final projects are suddenly lurking a lot closer than I imagined, tests and exams are becoming more and more prevalent in my schedule, homework is eating up every waking and (non)waking hour, and night time has ceased to exist. The sun never sets for my poor laptop, it just keeps on trekking.

You know, I wonder if laptops need some coffee every now and again. I mean, I'm not gonna be the one to throw the first line, here, and test it out...I kind of need this lil' machine to run a few more years. But at the same time, if I get to make the choice to drink my drug, why can't my laptop?!

And how is a laptop supposed to find the agency to make that decision if it has no voice in our political system!? That's it, I'm starting a revolution!

LET YOUR LAPTOP BE HEARD.
VOTE MARGO KEYS AS NEXT PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.
(Margo is my lovely laptop's name. For the record, she likes to squeak and make funny noises when I hit any key in the general area of the 9's and 0's and F12's and whatnot)

Sorry, I suppose my social science class has started slipping into my everyday life. But I think that's what it's intended to do...Good to know a college education has influenced me to ponder the social rights and freedoms of laptops. Just kidding. I learn quite a lot in class, and I particularly enjoy going to my classes.

Yes, classes have been a little rough. Homework suddenly seems like a new lifestyle, instead of something to be done. That's okay, I suppose. Some nights, when I crawl into bed, all I can do is scroll through an endless list behind my eyelids: things that need to be done, things I didn't do, things that are due tomorrow...and it's STRESSFUL.

But I'm going to pull a Gatsby reference here, and also a little bit of inspiration from my best friend (see below), and I'm going to make a little analogy. When I roll over, late at night (or, I suppose, early morning), most of the dorm is pitch black, and I find myself getting lost in that blackness. Night can be a terrifying thing when your brain doesn't stop working...filled with stress and what-if's and maybe regrets over that last cup of coffee...but there is always that little green light on my laptop, telling me its charging. It's just a tiny pinpoint of green light, but when everything else is dark, it's as brilliant as a firework.

That green light, like it was for Gatsby, is kind of like my own little firework of hope. I guess you could relate it to a lot of things (that's the funny thing about symbols), but one important one is that in our darkest times, it makes it easier to see the light. And the strongest light, to me, is God. When I'm falling and drowning in endless to-do lists, there is one thing that keeps me floating on the water...and that is God, seeing that green light. He is Constant and He is eternal, and no matter how deep I am in sadness, He shines on, giving me direction and location. And that is a Gift.

So when stress is overwhelming you, and it feels impossible to take even a single step forward when everything is pushing back on you, remember that our God is for us, and He is stronger than whatever gets thrown at you. He Shines on even when everything else feels dark.

I hope you get something done on your to-do list today, but more importantly, I hope you have a GOOD day, my nostalgic salsa bowls. And I hope happiness comes your way.

ALSO, today is Thursday, which is the fourth day of the week (if you count Monday as the beginning), the negative first day of the week (if you count the first day as Friday), and the BEST day of the week because Thursday's are the days my friend Alyssa posts her blog! You can check it out here if you would like:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyyVENK39N8QzDk1O2qMR1Q

Peace out!

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