Well, it’s because I am!
So, I took Nikki‘s advice and I have zero plans for the next month. I’m creating space. No hosting events. No attending events. No meetings-that-should-be-an-email meetings. No media dinners. Nada. Zilch. A big, fat nothing. And you know what? I FEEL GREAT ABOUT IT.
Plans, you ask? Here goes in no particular order:
- Read smut. You see, I’ve read some seriously amazing novels lately (seek out The Invisible Bridge, The Nightingale & The Kitchen House) and all were beyond, but all were simultaneously depressing as fuck. So I need some good ol’ mindless summer reading in my life. Something sexy. Something that makes me laugh out loud like an episode of Broad City.
- Journal more. Dudes, I picked up my journal last night and my last entry is dated Feb. 22, 2013. Twenty-thirteen! WTF, Maria? That’s downright criminal. No wonder I’m on the brink of psychotic meltdown every 23 days…I need to write that shit down to be all Zen and stuff. Duh, you dummy.
- Take up a new hobby. Because adult coloring books and latch hook are too vanilla. And basic bitch.
- Learn how to meditate. This is the Big Kahuna of them all. I need some natural Xanax in my life. I cave presence. Several friends tell me I should take up Kundalini Yoga so I’m giving it a stab this week. Now, wouldn’t you love to be a fly on that wall for that train wreck?
Do you have any goals? Dish!
Photos by Karla Garcia