My room is messy

It looks like a tornado opened my closet and proceeded to try on every piece of warm weather clothing that I own.

When my space gets this messy it usually means one of two things: 1) I’m uber busy and exhausted or 2) I’m a stressed out mess and the state of my room reflects my mental state at the moment.

Yep, you guessed it. This time it’s #2.

To put it simply, I literally don’t know where I’m going to be living in three weeks. I might be in my current apartment, I might be in my newly lease apartment, I might be in a completely different city.

There’s just no way of knowing.

The above + insane amounts of school work + general life pressures means I’m feelin’ the crunch.

Honestly, it’s kind of exhilarating. But at the same time it’s just plain ‘ole exhausting and I’m ready to know which way is up.


In approximately 3 hours, I will be attempting my first hot yoga class. That also terrifies me because I’m a) a profuse sweater b) I haven’t taken a real yoga class since August and c) it’s at a new studio where I had my fail last week (however I emailed said studio about my debacle and was met with only friendliness and welcoming words…so, uh, already better than my last studio).

But insecurity can shove it. Things might be completely disheveled now but that means I’m living. Right? Right…

Does anyone have any hot yoga tips?