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I went ziplining! Why? Because when it’s on Groupon it’s okay to do things you wouldn’t normally do for a reasonable price!

I’m an “indoor girl” but having the opportunity to go to New Hampshire and sniff some pinecones sounded fun. Usually I get anxious and have topical dreams in the days before entering a situation I’m unfamiliar with but this was one of the few times I’ve had nerve-wracking dreams AFTER the event occurred. I guess I wasn’t expecting to be ziplining down from the top of a mountain but then again, I have no idea what I thought it was. Maybe one of those backyard ziplines your neighbors you’re not really close to had but you still invited yourself over to play on it anyways.

But this wasn’t six feet off the ground. It was twenty-two hundred feet (plus) in the air, so almost a half mile, on a cord with your mouth open screaming and inhaling bugs on the way down. Well, I was screaming, no one else was which may be because you can control your own speed by yanking on a wooden handle bar and I yanked mine to 90mph. When you’re going that fast, you’re slamming into the wind and it whips you around so you’re spinning mid-air on your little cord. I made it though! It was interesting how silent it was when you move up into the mountains. To get up to the platforms you have to literally climb a spiral staircase into the sky. Halfway up you start walking into mist and clouds and can’t see anything but white. Kind of like the Republican National Convention. ZING!

Although it scared the shit out of me, I would probably go again. Maybe not eat the deep fried chocolate croissant before though.

Okay! I have some Reductress articles that were posted so I will be sharing those periodically!

Thank you goodnight love you smooch smooch xo 143 bye

Sunday Night Notes:

Oh friends, as mentioned a couple times previously, I sometimes have a “sensitivity” when it comes to death or accidents that are about to happen. Sometimes I’m aware of them a few weeks or days prior and get a heavy feeling in my chest that something sad might happen. Other times  I just am thinking of seemingly random thoughts that eventually string together and make sense. 

The latter happened the other day when I woke up and immediately started thinking about hot air balloons and remembering a story I heard about a hot air balloon crash about 5 years ago. I had an image of a man crouching in the basket and wondered if the impact would still be too much to survive or if the deflated balloon material fell into basket, the weight would be too heavy on the human body. Again, these were my first thoughts. No phone, no TV, no exposure. 

I became aware of how much time I was thinking about it and thought “Why the hell are you thinking about this, get up.” I went into the kitchen and opened my laptop and first on the homepage was the breaking news about the fatal hot air balloon accident in Texas. Ooooookay.

 A little stunned I got up and went to throw laundry in while the washers were still free and to shake off whatever the hell that was. I unloaded the basket into the washer and as I tossed in the last armful, a sweater I haven’t seen in months (and to be honest, forgot I owned) fell to the  bottom of my 3ft tall hamper. 

“Oh god.” 

Of course it was the one item I own that has hot air balloons plastered on the front. Now, it doesn’t have to mean anything but out of all the things I own, out of all the laundry, out of all the colors/fabrics I could have picked go wash, out of all the items that I was loading, it was that one that fell out at that time. 

The universe and its synchronicities will never get old for me. Whether you feel there’s particular meaning for them or if it’s the acknowledgement that you saw the universal nod, or boil it down the coincidences, you have to admit it’s strange and also exciting.

Have you ever had any synchronicities or unexplained knowing? Tell me, I love that shit.

Okay, goodnight & smooches 143xo 💋

I’ve been in a melancholic mindset lately. I have a lot of great stuff going on but my ego has been talking over all of that saying YOU SUUUUUUUCK. It’s harder when you’re in a constant rewards system because if your tweet doesn’t get any faves then why are you even alive still, right? Self worth is tricky, especially when presenting your projects or jokes because you ARE looking for the approval with a laugh but you can’t cultivate self worth from exterior forces or situations. This week has felt manic with my thoughts going up and down like YEAH! YOU CAN DO THIS! then switches to WOOOOW, WHO LET THIS ONE LOOSE. All this nervous energy is making me derail a little BUT it’s also great because I got THREE pitches approved from a website I adore. They are all do early next week so haha can I borrow your bandana to wipe the sweat off my upper lip. 

To make me feel better, here is one of my to-the-core favorite songs. Best heard through headphones : Topaz B52s 

Okay I love you. xo143

I just jogged in-place in my room for about 30 seconds and now I’m very hot.

Sunday Night Notes!:

This weekend I went to MAINE and attended the Blue Stocking Film Festival. It was tres rad to go because it is a female focused festival with the mission to get more complex female protagonists on screen. HOORAY! The films were so funny, dark, and beautifully acted and I never thought once during it, “BUT…MEN?!” It was all astounding content and amazing people and hooray hooray hooray.

In other news, I finally got the opportunity to join a Pokemon Go team. I really thought I was going to be a Mystic (shoutout to my gelflings) but I ended up going with Team Instinct (the yellow one). I know everyone says Valor is the best but eh? We’ll see how it goes. I have about 47 books on hold for pickup at the library which happens to be next to a Poke Gym so I’ve got big plans after work.

In other-other news, the Museum of Science is doing it’s Bjork night at the planetarium, so I’m gonna sit, stare, and drool up at some stars while the Icelandic enchantress lures me away from my human experience. When I’m dropped back into my body, I’ll report on my findings.

Okay, it’s nappy-bye. 143xo smooch