Day 4: 5 Reasons Why

Do you ever have those days (or weeks, or months…) where you feel wrong? It kinda feels like you’re floating through space with no end in sight and the claustrophobia of being suffocated by endlessness is beginning to set in. No, just me? Ok, dope.

I’m in one of those stretches. I’m happy but lost. I know I should be doing things but I still don’t do them. I’m in limbo. In times like these, I remind myself of my reasons why. The reasons why I want to be alive. The reasons why my life is happy most of the time. The reasons that give my life purpose.

My reasons why save my life. They bring me joy and comfort and make life, which can be pretty fucking daunting, A-okay. I hope you can find yours too.

5. The beach.

Is there anything more breathtaking or wise or powerful than the ocean? I firmly believe most of life’s problems can be fixed with the ocean.

4. Grandparents.

What a rare breed of people. My grandparents are my favorite people in the entire world. They are kind and generous and hilarious. ¿I mean, who doesn’t love a good grandparent?

3. Forever Friends.

I know this seems kind of basic but I’m talking FOREVER friends. I classify all of my friends into just general friend and forever friend categories. I love all of my friends but sometimes, you just know someone will not be there for you through thick and thin and won’t be around forever. But, I have a few forever friends that are my life blood. Absolutely essential, 10/10 would recommend.

2. The Oasis.

Check out Day 1 if you haven’t. I’ve said it enough but my oasis keeps me going through everything and pulls me straight out of my fogs.

1. Opportunity.

Cue my cheesy, Hallmark ending but how beautiful is it that we are given so much opportunity? We can customize our life down to the polish on our nails or clothes on our backs. We have seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, and years of opportunities and choices. We can change our attitude in the blink of an eye. Knowing that I can change my course and my life even if I procrastinated something important or wasted my time on something stupid in a single second is a beautiful, wonderful thing.

The inner workings of my mind make zero sense but hopefully to someone out there, this is helpful or interesting.

Talk later,

Gossip Glav

Day 3: No, Me First

SURPRISE! I’m in Canada. Toronto, to be specific. I’m here to see my beloved Red Sox play the Blue Jays and boy, it’s been interesting. Today, I’m going to tell you 5 misconceptions I had about Canada. 5. The Big… Maple Leaf? Ok, call me stupid but I didn’t realize that (outside Vancouver) Canada was so urban. Toronto is just high rise after high rise after high rise, it’s nuts! Not to mention, the weekend traffic rivals NYC. I was able to see some beautiful farm land and residential neighborhoods but I was very surprised to see so much commercial development. 4. Niagara MallsCanada is getting their COIN. I, in my naivety, thought Niagara Falls would be in a forest or National Park or something, you know, natural. Hell nah. Straight across from this natural wonder is a full-out, Las Vegas-type casino complete with dozens more hotels, arcades, and every entertainment venture known to man. I respect the game but that was wholly unexpected. 3. It’s all about the money, money, money. Everything is so commercial! At least in Toronto. I’ve never seen so many dentist… stores? They don’t look like American dentist offices at all! There are stores everywhere. Car dealership after car dealership after car dealership! Props to you, Toronto. You must be doing something right. 2. America what? I know Europe had their hand in literally every country way back when but I did not expect Canada and America to be SO different. In fact, Canada reminds me way more of Europe than it does the U.S., the country it literally touches. Upstate NY and the Southern border of Canada are ridiculously close but outside of Niagara Falls where half of the attraction is U.S. territory, there isn’t much U.S. influence. 1. Canadians aren’t all that polite. OK so this might just be an Internet meme but I thought Canadians were supposed to be hella polite. I thought that would mean that Canada’s big cities wouldn’t be full of asshole like America’s are. WRONG! Not only are people impolite but they’ve adopted the European custom of just walking at you/into you no matter what. Mind you, I studied in Ireland and adopted the European fast-walk and perfected the weave and bob technique and I’m still flustered by these people. Disclaimer though, it may just be a Toronto problem because I’ve met a few Blue Jays fans from the outskirts of Ontario and they have been very friendly and kind. Well, that’s all, eh. Maple syrup and moose.xoxo,Gossip Glav

Day 1: The Oasis

Fair warning: this post will be boring to most of you but it’s an important piece of me and I couldn’t think of a more appropriate inaugural post.

An oasis, geographically, is water or greenery in the middle of the desert; a saving grace of sorts.

In life, an oasis (n.) is defined as something serving as a refuge, relief, or pleasant change from what is usual, annoying, difficult, etc. It may not necessarily be water but again, an oasis is a sort of saving grace. Today, I’m writing about my oasis, my boyfriend, because he pushed me to find an outlet (this blog) and is currently reminding me to stick to it. Like literally, he’s texting me to blog in ALL CAPS WITH LOTS OF EXCLAMATION POINTS!!!

I didn’t know I needed or had an oasis until someone asked me about my boyfriend. They asked me what he was like and what I liked about him. While the standard things, “he’s my best friend,” “he makes me laugh,” “he makes me a better person” are all absolutely true of him, they just didn’t quite hit the nail on the head. Then, I figured it out. He’s my saving grace, my relief, my welcome change in my desert of ups and downs, family problems, friend drama, work troubles, etc. He is my light in the dark. He is my biggest cheerleader. He will read this post and tell me how great it is, even though it’s Wisconsin Cheddar-level cheesy and he’s probably embarrassed.

I’m starting this blog (again) as an outlet and a way to document my life/fitness journey and while I love any chance to brag about my boyfriend, his support has truly transformed who I am as a person. I am the most true form of myself that I’ve ever been. An oasis does not have to be a significant other. It could be a relative, a place, even a song or a good book. I feel ready for this journey and ready to document it because I have an oasis. I hope you can find yours and I really hope you can see past the cheese factor and stick around until my next post.


Gossip Glav

ily friend 💕