I’ll start today’s post with a 15 second mental dialogue I had. Due to my minor insomnia and overthinking I couldn’t sleep at all last night. So I woke up early today and went to one of my favorite coffee shops in the city of Boston, Pavement. One of the few coffee shops that I’ll get an Iced Coffee at, its just so good. I’ll go back on track. SO, I’m on my way to this coffee shop as I see a fellow Northeastern student on his way, possibly hungover from whatever excursions he had the night prior. But yea, we were walking and stopped at a street crossing where I noticed we had the same shoes. So here we are, at this street crossing, cars zooming by and for some reason my brain thinks this:
“Yo, you should totally tell this kid he’s got nice shoes”
“Nah man, he’ll think you’re on the flamboyant side or something”
But that’s just ridiculous right! Either way I’ll never see this kid again, and so I begin to say “Hey I like…”, when he establishes eye contact with me and I suddenly FREEZE. I honestly have no clue why, but this sentence becomes a bunch of gibberish and the kid thought I was crazy at the end of this one sided dialogue. He just looked at me, and moved along. I thought about it for the next three hours.
Moving along… Today was pretty productive, I read some of my “Gaining Freedom” book by Berna Turam. She’s my professor for the Istanbul and Berlin dialogue I’m going on. Listen to how wack this is, although I doubt anyone is listening at this point… I have to write a book review on “Gaining Freedom”, it will be graded by the author, my professor for one of the classes I’ll be taking abroad. I basically need to kiss*ss on this book review… I think I’m still salty from the 30 bucks I dropped on the book.
Walked around and took some photos, made a delicious chicken parm with my roommate. Now I’m writing this during game 5 of the GSW and CAVS game. Hmm, who do I want to win??
Picture of the chicken parm:
It was freakin delicious.
Oh, music… So I think I’m going to post one song a day, I hope there are some associative benefits from listening to music and my guitar playing. Neurologically speaking, It would make sense, but whatever. So here is today’s song, May Seem Macabre by Peter Bjorn and John:
CANT FORGET THE TITLE. So this morning at like 6:30 I was doing my casual routine internet stroll when I stumbled upon this video:
It’s a pretty cool video about this sushi chef in LA cooking because he enjoys it. #GOALS It must be nice enjoying what you do, I hope I live a life like that at one point. But yea, he says it at the end of the video.
The photo was something I took on campus, I messed around with the filters, I think this sort of photo might be a bit cliche for my photography style but I honestly don’t know yet.
Mildly Muddling 