Author: LaToya M. Davidson-Perez

I’ve been on a bit of a high lately. I’ve been jumping tall buildings in a single bound. You know that kind of stuff. And then, the inevitable crash. There’s always some sort of crash. It is the laws of physics after all. What goes up must come down. I think that it has “real life” applications for the non-science individuals like myself. I think that life and moods follow the same principle. I spent a few days in a bit of a gloom after my previous productive high. However, because of an amazing support system as well as my relatively new developed ability to find my center, the dark days didn’t consume me and didn’t last that long.

There are some things I know about myself that are engrained in my core. I’m not happy if I have to live in a professional or personal space where I’m constantly multi-tasking and that I am VERY OCD. I spent so much time being upset with myself and feeling that I had to change because it wasn’t the norm. I think that it was my youth getting the better of m. However, I’ve stopped doing that. I’m not saying that I simply accept all the odd things about me. When there is something that I want to change and that I feel should change, I do what I can to overcome it. Maybe it’s also that I’m getting older and more set in my ways. Regardless, I’m finding that I am happier than I used to be and that it has taken time and deliberate energy to get there. Continue reading “What a Difference a Few Days Make” →

Tuesday turned out to be a somber day. It wasn’t until the brisk fresh air entered my lungs while on our walk that I realized just what it was. I was missing my grandmother. I missed her like a thirst that you know you’ll be unable to quench.

I felt lazy. The lack of sleep had been weighing on me. I pushed open the windows to my office and an almost constant breeze came wafting in. In retrospect, the wind was reminiscent of the same type of breeze I’d feel when sitting on a cool Jamaica day on my grandparents’ veranda, gazing at the ocean and the spectacular view. When walking outside the weather began to turn. Storm clouds loomed above and the wind remained constant. It was cool and refreshing. I was reminded of a day at the beach. In Jamaica, it’s not at all uncommon for the day to move from picturesque to momentarily dreary and back again. Continue reading “Miss You Like Crazy” →

Over the past few days, I have found that I have been increasingly more and more lethargic. I can only assume it has to do with my lapsing back into maintaining “teenage hours.” You know what I mean, remember when you were a teenager on Spring or Summer break and you felt that somehow you had to rebel by staying up until 2 or 3 am?! Well, that’s been the case for the past two or so weeks.

Sure, I’m an adult. I can go and come as I please and essentially do what I want, but I don’t know what it is with my late start to the day and my even later bedtime. I roll into my home office at around 12 pm and often don’t leave it until 1 or 2 am. Then, I move in all of my games on my iPhone and read what’s going on in the celebrity world on my People app. By the time all of that is done, it’s at least 3 am. “Last night” I didn’t go to sleep until almost 4 am. Considering the fact that among my nightly prescription medications I have a sleeping pill, it’s a bit odd that I seem to suffer a bit from insomnia. Continue reading “A Slower Start” →