Jesus, Snap. Again? Yup. It’s 2020. And I feel like a pair of sweatpants well past their prime.
Heart’s on Fire. Well, it’s racing, anyway. My iWatch tells me my resting heart rate is in the 90s. Ugh.
Less Really is More. The older I get, and the deeper I dive into the bowels of Academia, the more I realize that it has always been about quality over quantity. Period.
I Might be 85. I’m a sucker for Bath & Body Works coupons. (And, all coupons, really.) I’ve scored so many ‘free’ bottles of lotion of the years, it’s like Christmas morning inside my bathroom drawers. Moonlight Path? I’m not sure why I have this. It still smells like Old Lady Perfume.
I Have an Anxiety Disorder. I get nervous over things I shouldn’t. I know this. I treat this. I just wish I could clap my hands and fucking relax, yo.
Paint Slice. I’ve been experiencing small moments of artistic inspiration. Cool ideas for paintings I wish would have been around when I didn’t spend my spare time happily washing cloth diapers and reading Little Blue Truck.
And that, my Dear Reader, is that.
What’s your Brain Dump today?
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SnapDragon is a teacher, writer, artist, and sometimes Instagram-poster.
I’m sneaking in a quiet moment, as Baby Snap is upstairs snuggling with Papa. (Or, more likely, kicking him in the face with his adorable baby feet.)
I left the “ambient ocean sounds” playing here in the kitchen, because, well, I like it.
Anyway, as I’ve been on break for the past month, I’ve done a bit of soul-searching. (And by ‘soul-searching’ I mean drinking iced coffee, reading Elton John’s autobiography, and wondering why in the fuck I don’t live in Helsinki.)
And so, I’ve decided it’s time for a re-evaluation.
Top to bottom.
No holding back.
Snap as she truly is.
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SnapDragon’s Re-Evaluation of Her Life, Yo:
Jesus Christ. They weren’t lying: age is a cruel joke.
The cold, hard truth is that I’m overweight. Also, it’s probably worth noting that according to the textbook definition, I’ve been ‘overweight’ since the eighth grade. I’ve always had a thick body frame. I’m strong. And, I like to eat. I’m Petite curvy, shall we say?
Anyway, me and my metabolism aren’t getting any younger. So aside from running up and down our stairs roughly 14 times a day, Mama Snap’s gotta get movin’. Stat.
In my heart of hearts, I am An English Teacher.
For the past five years (!) I’ve worked behind-the-scenes at the university level, on programming that aims to support “under-served” high school students. And I don’t begrudge it. I’ve accomplished some important things, and have had some meaningful moments. I have also greatly appreciated a flexible schedule, and even more so now that I have an infant. But at the end of the day, I want my classroom back. My kids. My projects. My little utopia of fiction reading that occasionally houses a fist fight or two. You know: real life.
I will go back. Someday.
It’s probably no surprise that I don’t believe in anything divine. (Except for, say, Paul McCartney in 1969.) But I do, however, believe in the magic of art.
I love stories. (It’s why I became an English teacher.)
I love music. (I’m obsessed. I’ve been known to scowl at people for skipping a track on an album.)
I love painting, photography, and basically anything conjured through vision, time, and expertise.
So I will continue to dig. Bit by bit. Page by page. I will create.
Snap’s a work in progress, yo.
Aren’t we all?
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SnapDragon is a writer, artist, and the complete opposite of a know-it-all. (Most times.)
Let those thoughts out, no matter how unorganized and ridiculous they may be!
SnapDragon’s Brain Dump on This Ordinary April Saturday:
1. Oven-Fresh Muffins. I just baked (from a box) the most scrumptious batch of chocolate chip muffins. Like, chocolate-chips-in-chocolate-cake kind of muffins. I took them straight out of the oven, and, rather than allowing them to cool for five minutes as the instructions suggested, I dove right in. It may have been the highlight of my week.
2. Celebrity Dinner Date. If I could have dinner with a famous person (other than Paul McCartney, of course) it would be Roger Waters. I love him. Love him. He is the perfect blend of talent, taste, and intelligence. He takes the word artist to a whole new level. Do yourself a favor and listen to his amazing work.
3. New Life for Old Things. In self-quarantining fashion, I’ve taken to the idea of “shopping” at home. (And no, not just on Amazon.) I’ve decided to dive into the bowels of our bathroom closet and various drawers to rediscover the countless array of body products I’ve purchased. Coconut conditioner! Charcoal face masks! Artisanal bar soap! Yes, yes, and yes. Because sometimes it’s the simple things, you know?
May this day find you well, Dear Reader.
May you be healthy, happy, and vibrant.
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SnapDragon is a writer, artist, and sipper of herbal teas.