Nothing says good morning like an ear full of blood!

I act like I'm so busy most of the time, but in reality, I obviously have enough free time to create a language, manage school, manage a social life, and tons of other stuff. I keep putting off the blog and my journal. I promise though, when everything settles down and my sibling from Hell leaves to California for the remainder of his time served as a Marine, I'm going to write more other than just in my book.

Right now, the book is at 45,066 words, and I'm inching toward 50k by Tuesday evening. At this point, I wanted to be at 60k, but I had to not write for a few days intentionally and go on a mini vacation. So I basically haven't written for 7 days out the the past 27 days. That's not bad, I suppose. I was coming out on top for most of the month for a good reason.

I was trying to write as much as I could while the inspiration was still fresh and the idea was still fresh. There is still so much more to add to this book than meets the eye. 45k for a new age spiritual subject like mine requires at least 80k minimum. I haven't even gotten in most of what I wanted to convey from my book.

I have learned so many wise lessons and I've been through so much just only at my age. I want to reflect that in my book somehow. Until then, I keep writing until it finds a way from my subconscious into my hands as words in the book.

Zanguin is not forgotten, just postponed like typical. I truly am waiting for a beckoning inside which will tell me, "Ok. You've now experienced and learned all that you need to in order to write the book in your vision. Hop on it!"

The language is done and it doesn't need much more other than more words for things, but I find myself wanting to add a lot more complex syntax. I'm a whore for syntax, let's be honest with myself.

The morning started with my tossing around, enjoying the sunrise of Earth's horizon, but then it soon went awry when I noticed that my ear was stuffed with something. And of course, that something was blood. So I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned my ear slowly with Q-tips. What a fortunate morning for me! Thank you approaching Winter spirits! I'll be sure the frolic through a field of HELL for you, or I mean, POINSETTIAS.

I bought a miniature Norfolk Island Pine yesterday from IKEA and honestly, I hope this one isn't infected with bugs and kills the rest of my gorgeous plants. That would be a year breaker.

Soon the time will come when I am joined in meditation again for my birthday and I receive the next overview of my whole year. Last year, I was given an overview of my whole life and I was brought to tears and resentment at first because I forgave all of the people who have ever hurt me, but it was a good resentment. It was a little embarrassing, but then I realized that I was alone and that I could be embarrassing when alone and it would be ok--Id still make it.

I'm not upset that I forgave all of those people from my past. It was a good thing. This past rebirth was a true gift, to be honest. I was allowed to see myself from myself and see how judgmental I was. It pained me to see how closed-minded I was in that aspect. Since that rebirth, I have opened up to so many new things. Lately, I've been having so many psychic coincidences and it's just adding up.

Soon comes the time when I open up and mankind follows suit. I can only hope soon is the time.