Sleepless on a Greyhound

Four hours and a half and I wait 30 minutes before my arrival to attempt a post.

Yes, My name is Lexia… And I am a Procrastinator. Lol.

I’ve realized that I dropped the ball on my {not so silent} blogging commitment and it has indeed been a while since my last post. Any possible explanation would just be an excuse dressed in its Sunday’s best, so I’ll just spare you. Though, at the risk of violating the confidentiality agreement between myself and... well… myself, I have to confess that I have been having a hard time with the concept of “how personal do I want to get?”  and “how much do I want to share?”

At this very moment, I’m approaching the end of a longer than-ever-experienced {especially on no sleep} bus trip. I barely managed a wink of sleep and the scenery barely changes from one tree to the next, in actuality it is further the distance my mind covers than what my eyes can see; and even still it’s quite the trip.

On this trip,

I haven’t exactly made my way through my mental cloudiness, {I’ll continue to sort through all of that}

BUT I made it through the intimidation of a blank page, {and this post resulted from it J} 

the hesitation of professing hardship {is this personal enough? Either way I’m sharing.. baby steps}

and four very long-no-rest-stop-included hours {Five minutes until scheduled arrival time!! FINALLY }

I’d say it was all worth being Sleepless on a Greyhound. {::yawn:: eh, almost}

OH!! And as far as my destination, well let’s just say, It’s Not New York.


Hasta Luego..  
Lex {<3} 






Referenced:  Movie: Sleepless in Seatle,  Picture: www.nattimartin.com