California living

I wake up around 5.30, stretch out in bed, stare at the ceiling for a while, yawn, and slowly leave the bed, to enter the bathroom. Look myself deep in the eyes, tell myself I'm fucking awesome, and put my hair up in a ponytail.

It's still dark outside, so the living room is completely black as I step into it. I close the door to the bedroom part of the apartment and turn on the kitchen lamp, sit down on the floor and face the window, and I meditate. Breathe. In. Out. For about 10 minutes until I'm completely calm. Do a series of yoga for about 30 minutes. Drink a glass of water before I plug in my headphones and leave the apartment.

My morning walks by the beach as the sun rise between the palm trees, usually last for about 60-80 minutes. It's usually house, dance music that fill my ears all those early mornings and my thoughts are usually wandering.

As I come back home, I make oatmeal with eggwhites, topped with blueberries, gojiberries, bananas and honey. A cup of yogi tea. Morning news at KEYT. Alone time.

After showering and putting on makeup, I walk for 30 minutes down to Antioch, buy a coffee, see all the new friends I've made, look around at all these people and the teacher (who was Anna Kwong this morning, AMAZING person) and I think to myself how incredibly lucky I am. How many people have the opportunity to get their degree in the US?

After class it's time for studying. And that is done at a local coffee shop somewhere. Today it was Roco. Maybe see a friend. Read. Sip on a beverage.

At the apartment during the afternoons and night, it's like a laugh fest. Memories are shared, jokes are made, discussions about ghosts come up, some of us try to study but it's hard because it's funnier to listen to stories about crazy guys or blonde hating teachers.

My everyday life in California people.