We're Running With The Shadows of The Night, So Baby Take My Hand, It'll Be Alright...

I am writing today with no picture to compliment my little diatribe. I gotta say, this post feels naked. But to be honest, I haven't been anywhere to take any pictures. I mean that pretty much literally. I have been sticking close to home lately, ignoring that fact that I haven't felt that good. Its weird, I haven't been feeling like my usual let's go go go self in awhile. And I know that it has to do with my low thyroid (I had been tested previously) that is now begging to be checked out and dealt with. Lame I tell you. I kept finding myself putting off the doctor and now its the other way around; now I have to wait to see the doctor. So come Wednesday I will go and be formally diagnosed.

I hope to write more in the coming weeks. I want to that is. I am not saying that it will happen- but I want it to. And that is enough about that I think.

~So here is a little list for you~

What I have been listening to: The Fratellis, Siversun Pickups, Gym Class Heroes, and the ridiculous but faboulous Supertramp

What I have been reading: Love is a Mixtape- Rob Sheffield, The Virgin of Flames- Chris Abani (I am falling in love with written words again with this book- so surreal and thick with imagery).

What I have been watching: I finally saw Babel, Science of Sleep, C.R.A.Z.Y and the countless hours of tv that I have been watching- all dumb kinds of stuff anything to occupy my mind so I forget that I am hurting.