April 15, 2011 7:57 AM

Good morning!

OK, so on Wednesday I made a vegan lasagna - first time making lasagna ever! But this leads into yesterday (Thursday) and explains a few things. First of all, this is why I ate lasagna for every meal yesterday. Second of all, this is why I ate so much - I had forgotten that lasagna was so filling!

Anyways, yesterday I felt spontaneous and decided that I was going over to the guys for a movie/lasagne night (taking all the leftover lasagna and getting rid of it for once and for all). I grabbed some movies and Matt picked me up. We chatted for a bit and ate dinner - lasagna and salad with a raspberry vinaigrette dressing.

Then we watched "Eat Pray Love" with Julia Roberts where the main character goes to eat in Italy, pray in India, and love in Bali. It was pretty good, and afterwards we made tea and played "Go Fish" before he took me home.

This morning, I woke up at 5am and decided to stay awake. I took a long shower, took my time picking out the most colorful clothes I had to wear, made myself a huge breakfast, and did some kind of meditation where you just sit and picture yourself in different places using the sounds around you.

I think I felt that yesterday was Italy and today should be India. And I kinda like that idea.

So I listened to the wind and closed my eyes, thinking that it sounded like waves. I pictured the first beach that came to my mind - Corpus Christi. The waves sounded so similar to the wind, and I could even hear a seagull flying over the dorms in the distance.

Then I heard a bunch of geese take off, and I was sitting on a bench by a pond in woods somewhere - kinda like this one place in Lithuania that I visited with my family a year and a half ago. When the geese got out of hhearing distance, I shifted a little and heard Margaret move in the other room. The wall creaked.

I was on a wooden porch in front of an old house made of wood. The house was facing a swamp, and I could see a little wooden walkway going off into the swamp. The wood creaked as Margaret moved in the room behind me, and I heard something rustle nearby.

Margaret started talking on the phone, and I lost it. I opened my eyes and looked at the pale light filtering into the room. Time to go to work.

On the way to work, I still felt myself in the mediation sort of mind. I could feel myself in each place that I was walking through, and each sound wrapped itself around my mind. It was really cool (yeah, lame choice of word...)

At one part, I was walking out of the Sol-Gibson quad towards the field house, and I was in complete shadow. I could see light reflecting off of the shiny field house, and I felt (all of the sudden) that I was walking through the tunnel towards the light (like when people are about to die sort of thing). I wondered if I could see this image instead of the proverbial tunnel when I die.

And then, one of the custodians yelled in Spanish to another, and the one nearest to me started laughing. It was perfect. I hadn't yet reached the light/field house, and I was feeling life surround me in the dark. I felt really good, and when I reached the sunlight, I could still hear the workers chattering back and forth playfully.

And the best part? It was still only 7:15 AM, and the day feels like it's only going upwards from here.

At work, I got a free bagel (Student Worker Appreciation Week), and now I feel like I'm going to burst since I am so full but I feel amazing!

And I get to read the paper now!

Oh what a beautiful morning!