Stream of Consciousness
5 more minutes. Oh that dream was so good…where was I….shoot! 5 more minutes. Okay, really what I am going to wear? I have to wash my hair, no I could put my hair in a bun. Wear that black skirt, grey top, grey scarf, black flats, okay that’s fine…okay really Lauren get up. One day, I won’t hit snooze…Shower time…stop thinking. Calm down. Okay let’s think…water’s too hot. Which body wash should I use? This one, no this one, okay that one. What do I have to do today? RAW, work, call him back…call her back…shoot I haven’t blogged…ugh she hates me, I haven’t returned her calls…I wonder what he’s doing, who cares not important…don’t forget lunch in the fridge. Have to tell the family I’ll be late today. Dry off…get dressed…what time is it…makeup time, turn on the radio, why do I listen to this station, it cracks me up, but it is so vulgar… At least they play good music, yeah every half hour. Oh my gosh stop thinking, what time is it…ugh ten minutes, great, okay that’s it…get your breakfast lets go… think positive. Calories, don’t forget. I know it’s fine…stay focused. I have a lot to do. You can handle it. Breathe.
What time is it…shoot…Going to be late, I’m always late. No you make yourself late. Why do I procrastinate? I swear this is a sick disease…I want to check my Facebook…no wait till the bus. Okay say goodbye to the family…Alright walking to bus, grab phone…God, I love New York. No, I am addicted to my freakin’ phone…so is everyone else…wait to look at the phone for 5 minutes Lauren seriously. Okay waiting for bus, now I can look at the phone…this isn’t healthy…Wait how much is on my metro card, shoot I don’t remember am I okay, what if I don’t have enough, its fine its always fine relax, okay here’s my bus…Quick mirror check, my hair alright…yes okay don’t stare at yourself people will hate you. I miss driving…Say hello to the bus driver…first seat…no second seat…okay third seat. Pick up your bag, be courteous. Alright back to the phone…la la la, delete delete delete…ugh I hate junk emails, ut oh…what did they say…oh great…okay…another problem, breathe…stay calm. Add to do list. Think. Problem, solution. Deal with it when you get to the office. Oh, I love her top. Facebook check…oh interesting…don’t care, please don’t tag me, oh that’s funny, I miss her, that’s cute..okay enough. iPod on, time to check out. God where would I be without music….this city is so beautiful. I love New York. I can’t believe I live in New York. Great, they had to choose to sit next to me. Should I say hello. I would rather not. That’s rude. It’s honest. At least they don’t smell. This song is so good. What is it about iPod’s and day dreaming…I can do this all day. I swear this driver! Every day I increase my chances of dying on public transit. This is why I should I just get married. So stupid. Your young. Who cares, life is so uncertain, no but you have dreams. Be patient. I wonder what he’s doing…is he the one…who cares…not important…focus. Will he move here…it’s in God’s hands…oh Central Park is so pretty…I can’t believe I pass this every day One day I’ll have the door man…I love men in suits. Oh nice shoes. I love a man that can dress. I swear 5th Avenue never gets old…dog walkers, I wonder what else they do…are they happy…how much do they get paid…oh I should probably create a spreadsheet for that…shoot I was going to do that yesterday…I haven’t heard from…should ask her to do this for me…what time is it in California…1,2,3…okay mom’s asleep, I’ll text her later. God this bus driver is slow. Great now I have to pee….what street are we on…how many stops is that…1,2,3,4,5,6…shoot. I can hold it…I really need to..I really miss my friends…who’s birthday’s are coming up…don’t forget…why is it when you hold your bladder you get horny..how does that even work…ugh. I wonder what it will be like the first time…or…if…ugh…okay focus…next song….ahh dirty thought…stay focused…I wonder how guys think…is this normal…okay…if only these people knew what I was thinking…ahaha…visual…ahh…I want that bag…I like that in yellow…hope she doesn’t spill her coffee…oh how cute…seriously…does he think about me this much…I’m seriously crazy, I’m a Libra…I wonder what they’re thinking, he looks stressed…shoot what time is it…ah, yep definitely going to be late…I need to leave earlier…yes you know this…there are so many people in the city…should I grab coffee…I wonder if…oh, don’t forget to email…no you can get it for free at the office…that coffee sucks…where should I go…place by the train or place by work…uh er…what time is it….re-apply lip gloss…okay…what street are we at…ahhh I love this song…shoot I have to pee…I should probably stop here…go pee…order…get on train….go straight into work…okay yeah that sounds good…gosh I miss him…how annoying…okay say goodbye to the driver…ahh fresh air…seriously, I love New York…alright work or here…no here…open the door…stand in line or pee first…line, order then pee, pick up coffee and then train…okay…yes…what time is it…
My vow was to write every week. It’s been over a month. Over 3 months in NYC, feels like 3 years. The insight of the typical AM work week thoughts…my day hasn’t even begun.
Consider your stream of consciousness, does it repeat? Do you control your thoughts or they control you?
Welcome to New York.
(Source: laurenlien.com)