Mini Heart Attack

Hiya Reader,

I hope you're well, I'm crashing a college lounge before my sociology class.  Love the professor but not a huge fan of some of the subject matter as of late.

So when someone mentions an epic life, what comes to mind is typically a lot of really big, really intense events, like skydiving or going on a safari, or having a celebrity friend or something.  I would challenge that an epic life is really just a bunch of nice little occurrences that build up over time or remain somewhat constant.  They're just those little life moments that make you realize you can catch a break once in a while.

Case in point, those little mini heart attacks that turn out to be false alarms.  You all know what I'm talking about, that instant rush of adrenaline when you're heart speeds out of control after you miss a step, after someone says "Can I ask you something?" and perhaps the most devastating of all the mini heart attacks, the misreading of the alarm clock.

See, I rarely sleep through the night, so when I wake up I always check the clock to see how much time I have left.  I wake up anytime between 2 and 7 usually and have my alarm set for 7:30, though rarely do I roll out of bed until 7:45 if not later.  Last night I woke up at precisely 5:59, and I'm not quite sure what I was seeing, but I saw 9:59, and my first class starts at 10:30.  Cue mini heart attack.  Eventually I got my sight back and breathed a sigh of relief before going back to bed for another two hours.  You would have thought the fact that my room was still fairly pitch black would have been a good clue...

My point is that sometimes you catch breaks, and that mini heart attack was really just an overreaction or misinterpretation.  Heck, sometimes you even get two more hours to lay back and relax.

Be well, be epic, and have a wonderful week.

-Megan

*sip* *breathe* *sip* *sigh*

Helloooo Reader!

There's no doubt about it.  I've been living the good life since I've been home.  I am currently watching Rachael Ray's talk show while sipping some of my favorite tea (Good Earth Sweet and Spicy) which I've been chugging all week.  You know?  I don't mind her but I much prefer Ellen.  I mean honestly Rachael, who really has a truffle shaver? I've also been sleeping WAY more than usual and enjoying every single minute of it.  Yep, life it good.  Oh, and I just threw on my favorite sweatshirt and a Rent playlist.  Seasons of Love just gets me every time now that we're approaching the end of the school year.  Can you tell I'm a little bit hyper?

Ever have one of those days where you sleep in super late, feel pretty good when you get up, and want to tackle anything and everything.  No literally.  Like if you saw someone you'd tackle them?  Yep.  I'm there.  I'm sitting and staring at four classes worth of homework but I'm dead set on getting at least two subjects out of the way tonight so I can take my Sunday night back on campus nice and easy.  I need a movie night or something... but I probably also need to clean my dorm.  Hmm...

I'm beginning to think that the ever elusive idea of contentment is not and never will be a grand state of being that overshadows everything else, but rather a series of short moments present in situations like this.  The trick might be to find a ton of little moments of contentment then in order to equal up to that grand state of being.  Let me stress that this isn't new.  This isn't some ground-breaking idea, but I'm only human and sometimes I forget to let happiness find me instead of me out looking for it.

So what am I going to do with this little moment of contentment?  Well I'm going to watch a little bit of C-Span, listen to my Rent, play some solitaire, and overall enjoy the moment.  Then I'll tackle some Sociology and Psychology.  And then I'll get a work out in tonight before I probably stay up way too late, working on something literary before going to bed at 2 or 3 am to do it all over again in the morning.  It's not an elaborate or exciting life at the moment, but it's still good, and I'm enjoying it.  Epic.

I hope your day is filled with sunshine, hugs, and smiles.  Not necessarily in that order.

-Megan