"I'm a rebel in this music, a rebel in these streets. I'ma a rebel a mi yard, I'm a rebel in these sheets. Oh..."
Sunday, Jan. 13, 2019 - 7:57 p.m.
Going to Martinique on Friday. By myself. I'm excited. Not up to planning, but definitely excited. I just booked my lodging today. Will have a rental car. Got a cheap flight ($168).
I've been living very "humbly", refusing to accept that I don't necessarily have to. I have SOME means, now. Not a whole lot, but surely SOME. If I want to do things, I can. This is why I go to work everyday - to have the means to support myself. So if I wanna do something, I just should. Quite simple. I overcomplicate it in my thinking, but it really is that simple.
I missed a shower yesterday but I also barely left the house. I laid around all mf'n day. Why? 'Cause I wanted to. My back has been jacked up for almost 3 weeks. Started to feel like breaking glass across the bottom. My mattress is no good - that's what I'm thinking it is. Anyway, resting did a helluva good job on my back. It feels sooo much better!! Hasn't been screaming every time I stand up and walk, as it had been. Grateful for that.
I haven't done a thing towards weight loss since the year started. Not one. Nada. NOTHING! Argh.
I'm supposed to be leveling up. I'm still gon level up.