Laughter is the best advil

I had an epiphany today. On Wednesdays for some odd reason, I feel more pessimistic than on any other day of the week. Granted it is my longest day class wise, and the day I have my 3 hour night class that almost inevitably makes me late for Time Out.
Often it is so easy for me to dwell on little things in my head. To be overly critical about things I should have said, or situations I could have made better. No wonder I find myself exhausted most days.
My friend and I were just getting out of my Bible class, after my teacher legitimately flipped us off as we exited the classroom after a normal day's session, when we started talking. Surface level to start out with: weather, headaches, schoolwork, agendas. Until we reached a grassy area where we planned to simply lay our down our bags and bodies and soak up the warm sunshine.As our conversation got deeper, I realized that my friend and I were even more similar than I had originally thought. Often the thoughts she spoke resembled ones I myself had been recently mulling over.
The hour or so we spent just talking and relating and laughing about stupid things gave me the hope that maybe Wednesday's aren't so bad.
And that worrying about those trivial things only takes away from those moments of healing and connecting with those I care about.

Please hold..

So I am currently at the AT&T store waiting for my friend, and trying out the ipad..which is extremely addictive. It's amazing what a desire we have to stay connected with people, we can't go 3 hours without using our phone, we can't go two days without checking our Facebook. As girls we don't like going to the bathroom alone. Our culture has become more and more dependent on staying in touch with people at all times. Everyone always asks what my greatest fear is..while I normally respond with Killer Whales, I'm starting to think it's the fear of being disconnected.