Our fingers intwine, hand in hand

But it was just a fleeting feeling merely another grain in the sand.

You were afraid, why couldn’t you say

That you wanted me to stay.

Now it’s time for our passions to rest,

But fuck, this pain in my chest.

The weight of another bleek day

It’s unbearable, I wanted to stay.

But you no longer want me around,

Because you’re afraid of the affection we’ve found.

I must take the winds as they come,

Giving up my heart to the sound of fates drum.

My disdainful days stretch like a grey, undying sea

What’s idly waiting in the future for me?

My heart is broken,

Alas, I must resend your love’s token. 



My Week Without Booze

One week down and I’m still here. I feel great actually. I ended up kicking it at the home front over the weekend with some friends and it was a relief to stay in my fat lady pants. I feel like I have a little bit more energy and a clear mind. I went on a little hike over the weekend and felt like I had the energy to keep on going. Whether that was the week without booze or the pompous amount of sleep I got over the weekend, who knows.

I feel a bit more in control of my anxiety, which is usually a struggle for me. My anxiety has been especially bad this month because of relationship issues. This was the main reason why I wanted a break from drinking- to give myself more control over my anxiety.

I didn’t miss hitting the bars with my friends and wasn’t really tempted to drink over the weekend. My only weak moment was last night. After breaking up with my boyfriend I thought, “man I could use a drink and a cheeseburger.” But I settled for the hot bath instead.

Even though I didn’t spend money on alcohol, the gremlin in me spent just as much (if not more) on food this weekend. I ate out a lot. Every night. Ouch. Food has always been a comfort to me, hell food is always there for you right? But as I am working on my anxiety I am also working to control some of my other bad habits such as overeating.

It’s been just over a week and I am looking forward to another week of no alcohol. I would like to keep this abstinence going for much longer but I will get two weeks first.

I usually roll my eyes at the quotes on my Yogi teabags, but I actually liked the one I received this morning, “Your potential self is infinite.” It was just a little something to keep me inspired to be the best version of me I can, even through the hard times.

NOT a New Years Resolution

I have been thinking about this for a while- giving up alcohol. I know, it’s something not many people in college would admit to thinking. After all, drinking is the number one social entertainment at most universities especially at mine, we have an entire season dedicated to drinking. So yes, it may be weird for someone who just turned 21 a little over a month ago to give up drinking, but after three years of dedicated drinking in college and one (or two) years of sneaking booze in high school, I’m ready for a break. I don’t usually drink in excess, but I have had my (embarrassing) moments.

It’s the second week of spring semester and I’ve already drank more than I did over the entire course of winter break, I hardly drank during my four glorious weeks of relaxation. I didn’t miss it either. During that time, I felt like I had a clearer state of mind, more energy, and I felt like I had more control over my life and my emotions.

Now, I don’t think there is anything wrong with drinking alcohol, but for about the last year, I just haven’t really enjoyed it.

Number one. I’m in college O.K. And I work hard to earn all of my money. I pay my rent and my utilities myself. Alcohol is expensive, whether I’m cruising the liquor store for a nice little somethin’ somethin’ to sip and relax in my fat girl pants or if I’m going to the bars uptown. It’s expensive. And there is no such thing as “having only one drink.” It doesn’t exist.

Number two. I like to eat. We all have habits that we don’t really have total control of whether we like to admit it or not- well mine is eating. I love eating. Drunk Hannah likes eating even more than Sober Hannah does. And guess what, that’s more money! Not to mention I wake up feeling like a heavy ball of gross because of the unwelcoming mixture of liquor and whatever grease covered, over priced drunk food my inner goblin shoved in her face the night before (I say that with self- love:).

Number three. Is it just me or does alcohol make everyone lazy? Whether I drank a lot or a little the night before, I wake up feeling groggy and my body feels unhealthy. I have to resist staying in my fat girl pants and watching cartoons all day.

Number four. I dread feeling like I have to drink to have a good time going out or being with my friends. None of us want to admit it, but alcohol is a social function and it does make us more relaxed. Well drinking has become the main way I spend my time with my friends and it’s gotten me thinking- can’t we be friends sober? Also, I don’t enjoy going to most of the bars on campus- they are loud (there’s too much Fetty Wap playing for my taste) people are pushing and shoving, and the butt grabs are seriously unwelcome.

Number five. Last but certainly not least. Drinking is a distraction. A distraction from the bad day I had, from the heartbreak, or from the stress and anxiety I don’t have full control over. Working out is such a great stress reliever for me personally, but as my reasons number two and three illustrate, drinking makes me less motivated to exercise. Working out is a much healthier alternative than pushing my worries aside for tomorrow morning and this is the main reason I want a break.

I know, I know. Why not just get some self-control and drink less and less often? Because my mom always said to my brother and I, “If you’re gonna do something, don’t do it half-assed.” That motivational little wonder used to only apply to doing chores, but as I grow I’m able to apply that saying to more and more areas of my life. Given, that might not be the most beautiful motivational blurb but it works. The whole function of alcohol is to relax your barriers, if I want to give up liquor then I can’t half-ass it (mom) because there is no such thing as only one drink, I need to commit.

I draw a lot of motivation for myself from a book called Meditations from the Mat. The book draws on Buddhist teachings to spiritually enhance one’s personal experience of yoga. I rarely do yoga anymore but I still read the book (shame on me). Yesterday I opened up to day 40 and a short discussion of brahmacarya which in short means moderation (if you look it up online you’ll find a lot about celibacy but there’s more to it). I was surprised by how relevant this was to me- it spoke of immoderation and imbalance due to cycles of “addiction”. Now I am certainly not addicted to alcohol but I do use it as a distraction. The book spoke of how when we tackle these habits and cycles of essentially self-doubt, we can free ourselves of anxiety, “We are no longer making up excuses for our reality.” I said I had been thinking of giving up the juice for a while, and when I read this I knew that I needed to make the leap.

In the book The Last of the Mohicans (which I did not read all the way, shame on me..again) the Native Americans called alcohol ‘fire water.’ I learned something in that book that no history class ever spoke of- that colonists gave Natives alcohol in order to weaken them. Native American’s never had ‘fire water’ until the colonists arrived. Many of them became alcoholics and thus their forces were considerably weakened. I know I can’t take a novel too seriously, but it’s something that has stuck in the back of my mind. Look at the living conditions of Native American’s today, many of them are crammed on small reservations where crime and drug addictions run rampant. But I’m veering off topic.

My point is that alcohol isn’t really good for you, in fact it’s terrible for your physical and emotional well-being.

So here’s the scoop; I’m giving up alcohol for two weeks. Why only two weeks? Because I know myself and I know that straight quitting won’t work and two weeks is a very reasonable amount of time for myself. It is a nice amount of time to get my bearings and if I realize I want a longer break, I will certainly take it. Over the course of these two weeks I’m going to reflect on my physical and emotional well-being and I’m also going to track my progress on some of my personal goals such as working out. I have set a few goals (not resolutions because that’s a lot of pressure) that are important to me and I want to see them through to completion. I believe that without the distraction of alcohol I will be a happier, more proactive person.


It’s Getting Dry in Here. Week 1

It has been one week since I hung up my peppermint and basil to dry. I’m surprised by how quickly my peppermint has dried out. I think that if I were to pinch a leaf it would crumble off so I might not dry it out for three full weeks. My basil on the other hand still has a good amount of moisture in it. I thought there would be a strong, lovely earthy smell but nada. Oh well. One week down and two more to go!

I am drying out my beautiful plants to make tea and incense! Adding peppermint to tea is beneficial for your immune system, digestion, and overall relaxation. Peppermint tea is a great way to kick start the day. I was surprised that basil could be added to tea but I learned that it is a great way to keep your lady cycle happy and healthy!

As incense, burning peppermint at the end of a stressful day is a good way to unwind. Also, many metaphysical believers burn peppermint and basil as a way to attract good fortune into your life… I have college debt so I’d like to attract as much green as I possibly can $$$20160906_154034

O.K. Plants are Cool.


How to Grow a Planet

This short series was really interesting. Host Iain Stewart and Directors Nigel Walk and Nick Shoolingin- Jordan shine a new light on a topic everyone learns about in school yet it turns out, we know very little about: plant evolution. Stewart made the show come alive with his passion for evolutionary science. It was his humble interest in the subject that really captured me; he made a subject that could have easily been mind-numbingly boring, into something wildly beautiful. And of course the video footage was stunning, it made me see Earth in a whole new way.

After watching this documentary I understand that plants really do drive everything. How to Grow a Planet did an excellent job at tying together plants unique evolutionary adaptations with peculiar examples that made me understand the wider significance of plants awesome functions and impacts. From microscopic bacteria in the ocean to the grass in our backyard, all these plants have driven evolution in hidden ways. I think that’s pretty badass. Plants are Earth’s invisible builders and her protectors. Neat. Makes me think about how many plants our industries kill…

I can’t completely relate the cool science behind it all, you need to watch the documentary to understand all the awesome ways plants have driven the evolution of Earth.

It’s on Netflix(:

BBC’s ‘Egypt’

By Hannah Mullin

BBC’s  docudrama Egypt takes a new approach on an old subject. Originally aired in 2005, the mini-series stirred mild interest from the public. The first two episodes illustrated a story everyone knows too well, Tutankhamun and his ‘curse.’ However, the other four shorts explored aspects of Egyptian history not so well known to most. Such as the giant, Giovanni Belzoni, circus performer-turned-explorer-turned-Egyptologist.

Unlike many historical documentaries on the subject, BBC did not shy away from acknowledging the widespread practice of under-the-table smuggling of precious Egyptian pieces and the unprecedented rivalry between French and British treasure hunters and historians.

Director Ferdinand Fairfax and writer Tony Mulholland revealed to us the dramas behind Egypt’s most monumental discoveries and took us on the personal journeys of the men and women at the precipice of Egyptology in a new and entertaining way. While reliving ancient Egyptian culture, viewers got the chance to meet the minds behind the greatest discoveries in Egypt, many of whom do not receive the praise they deserve, such as the French scholar Jean-Francois Champollion who nearly single handedly uncovered the meanings behind Egyptian Hieroglyphs.

The eyeliner in BBC’s reenactments may have been a little too much, but the architectural detail was impressive and gave the viewer a vivid picture of what Egypt may have looked like at the height of its’ power. Egypt is an entertaining drama while maintaining the British humor and corny costumes we have come to love of historical documentaries.