Boop

Yesterday was a very good day.

I woke up feeling refreshed and energetic. I actually hummed and danced while I was showering and getting ready for the day. Which is frankly very unusual for me. Typically, I just bum rush the getting ready process to be out and on my way to wherever I am going it as quickly as possible. But I took my time. I relaxed. I enjoyed doing my little routine at a nice, normal pace.

The first thing I did was get lost on my way to Langer’s Deli in Los Angeles. And getting to the deli was an adventure. There was a party of six people total in my group, and only two of us were there when we had said we’d meet up. The restaurant doesn’t seat you until you have your full party. So there was a lot of waiting while we waited for the others to show up. We were very entertained though. Across the street was a militant Christian leader screaming at people through a microphone about the bible and things in it. Which. I’ve fully read the bible twice in my life. I do not remember some of the things he was saying.

I also really hate that women wearing pants counted as some giant sin for this guy. But he did give the best reason for Jesus turning water into wine. With all those people who want to kill you, wanting to end the day with wine is kind of the best way to just deal.

Langer’s itself has a very extensive menu. That I didn’t understand most of. But I ordered what I set out to try. A hot pastrami sandwich, with some swiss cheese and Russian spread on it. And it was divine. I don’t think I have ever had a sandwich that was that good. I will dream of this sandwich for days to come.

I also got to explore the Autry Museum for the first time with the sun up. I’ve been to the museum before while I was in high school. However, that was because our Homecoming dances from Sophmore year to Senior year were held in this one giant exhibit hall that is basically just a big mural. It was really fancy and nice. But the only experience I had with it. And needless to obviously say. Actually seeing the exhibits the museum offers and being able to walk around and interact with things.

There was a lot of stuff about cowboys and western media. Which should have been surprising. The exhibit about La Raza was tough. It was hard to walk through and look at those photographs and read the captions. There was a section dedicated to the disastrous fire/earthquake that happened in San Francisco. And an exhibit just dedicated to California history/nature, with a strong emphasis on Southern California.

It was really, really interesting to see, and read. And the whole trip felt like a validation of I need to go out and see more things and learn more about the world around me. Every month I want to do a new museum. And a new food, but I find the museum is the most important thing to do.

For the rest of the week.

It was not good. I’ve been more and more actively trying to pretend to be happy and okay when I’m not. I feel hollow and numb most of the time. I’m not handling breaking up with Emmanuel very well. But I am handling it. Which is something, I suppose.

Work has gotten worse. I feel like I need to actively look for something else now. So I have been. Hopefully, it doesn’t take too long for me to be able to move on. I also think. Well. I got my current job because a friend got me the position. I think I need a job that I got on my own merit. And one that will last more than a year and four months.

I think that’s it for now. I’m squeezing this entry in at the last minute. But I am kind of proud of myself for the fact that it’s been a month, and I haven’t missed a week of writing so far.