Foreword

Greetings! I'm Molly. This is my first blog experience and I'm pretty dang excited about it. There are a variety of reasons why I've decided to embark on this pseudo-assignment.
I'd like to make it clear that I am not an aspiring photographer, and I don’t pretend to be. Some of my closest friends and family are exceptionally talented in that area, but I can’t say it has ever been a genuine passion of mine.
Onto business. Recently, many of my Facebook friends caught my attention with albums titled “30 day challenge”, in which they followed a list of topics via photos that defined them. All of this for a period of - you guessed it - 30 days. I wanted to pursue this in my own way by making my own ‘list’. (Side note, I have planning this for the past few weeks; likely driving my roommate crazy by scrawling ideas onto paper in the middle of the night.) Regardless, I am excited for my ideas to come to fruition, and truly hope it turns out the way I have been imagining it. I invite you to leave comments on anything I post. I have always been a firm believer that knowing what everyone else thinks, does, in fact, matter. It puts things into perspective and allows us to be well-rounded individuals, which is definitely a quality I would hope to be recognized as.
One primary hesitation I have about this project is ultimately how self-centered it is. Completely. It can be chalked up to self-expression, art, or anything else… but in the end, things like this are primarily concerned with “me” and “I”. I struggle with this in an age of social media. Since the time I had a Myspace at age 16, I began this practice (we began this practice) of showcasing ourselves and finding endless ways to portray how unique we were. With Facebook and Twitter, I find it to be a double-edged sword. I want everyone to see… and yet, I don’t want anyone to see. Sometimes, all I really want, all I really need, is an outlet to mass-communicate my rawest emotions on a medium where no one is guaranteed to see it.
So…yes; with this project, I admit to being yet another self-dissecting 20-something. But I was programmed this way, and I have discovered a lot of important things as a result. This is about being honest with myself, regardless of all outside influences. This isn’t for you or for them, this is for me. It’s a time capsule. How will I feel tomorrow? In a week? a month? A year? Only time will tell.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Day 22: No matter what I do,

I can never seem to turn my brain off at night.
No matter how exhausted I am; no matter how badly I want to sleep.
          I can't concentrate. Or maybe it's that I concentrate too much. The equation is all correct; I have the appropriate environment... a bed, a dark room, comfortable clothes, and something next to silence, if I'm lucky. I close my eyes and yet... they might as well be open. I just lie there, reliving the moments of the day without necessarily wanting to. I think of the things I said, the things I did, and all the things I have to remember for tomorrow. I have tried so many natural ways (because that's the only way I'll have it) to avoid the mind interruptions that so inconveniently approach when I need to call it a day. I write things down on paper to convince myself I won't forget, and consume copious amounts of sleepy tea to give my head the hint that its time to find the 'off' switch. But every night is the same, and some are worse than others. On a bad night, not being able to sleep is more than just the fear of being tired the next day; it's about being alone in the darkness and the silence. When I toss and turn for hours and can only imagine what time it is, it makes me feel anxious and uncomfortable because it's like waking up and learning that civilization is extinct. 
          I'm not an insomniac, I just can't relax enough to find sleep easily. No matter how physically comfortable the bed may seem, my bones feel like they are sticking into me on every pressure point. There is no ideal sleeping position because something will eventually fall asleep (other than me, that is) that will cause me to shift in order to stop that pins and needles feeling. The other common culprit is having a song stuck in my head. No matter how much I may enjoy that particular tune during the day, it turns into taunting when I'm trying so desperately to hear nothing. The same few lines will repeat themselves over and over... sometimes I even wake up with it still chorusing in my head. A tactic that I have been using when this happens is to make my ears ring, which I have gotten pretty good at doing on my own command. The unchanging and static mental 'sound' from this can usually deter any kind of pattern or rhythm from a familiar melody.  At which point, white noise is hardly noise at all.  
A rested body, a tired mind.

4 comments:

  1. Sometimes I can't fall asleep cause of the Darkness and silence. Too much quiet lets my mind wander. Let it lapse into the vice of imagination. Start thinking of "What if's" or "Chances are". Wonder if somethings watching you, or watching over you...Good Post Aug

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  2. TWIN! I have this problem too. I toss and turn at night and can never shut my mind off. It really frustrates me. ugh

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  3. This blog's concept is interesting, and while it isn't original (as you have mentioned that it was a challenge), it's definitely original to me because you're the first person I've ever heard it from, haha.

    I'm stoked to see that there are still bloggers out there who write for the sake of self-expression and craft their posts well. You know, just something beyond a typical "what I did today post" that could've pass off as a more than 140 character tweet, haha.

    I dunno if you'll continue to blog once the 31 days end, but I sure hope you do - but only for your sake, not mine. Writing should be sincere, and I definitely see it in here. :)

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  4. that means SO much to me. thank you!

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