Losing It

This week has handed me some very upsetting cards. This week at my internship I had to leave early because I started to feel unwell. I figured I was just sick and thought nothing more of it than “I just need to get some rest.” This unwell feeling has persisted and still sits in me. For the past couple weeks, my grandmother had been fighting with the effects of a stroke. This weekend she passed away, just days after one of my dogs had been put down. To put it lightly, it has not been a good week.

On top of these events, I’ve had to do as much work for my internship as I could. I have had to stay on top of my five classes worth of school work. I’ve had to say goodbye to my boyfriend twice as he lives a couple hours away and can only visit for short periods of time. I’ve had to appear strong because I don’t tend to share so much information. I’ve had to be happy because that’s what I need to be for so many other people.

I’ve been losing it in a world that expects us to find our way through everything. What amazes me is that my anxiety has not spiked and I have not had a panic attack…

Here’s the good news (because you should always start with the bad). In some rush of adrenaline that must be going through my body, I am prepared to fight tooth and nail for my humanity. Greif is normal. Sadness is normal. Mental health is real. Physical health is real. People need sleep. People need time to heal. I am human. What so many people fail to realize is that, well, we are all human. We can choose to keep the bad things that happen in our lives to ourselves, but that only keeps everyone else in the dark.

Here I am laying my heart out saying that I am hurting and I need time to heal. I am visiting family this weekend to be close to those also hurting and to support each other. I am doing as much work as I can without overwhelming my already shocked, tired brain. I am trying. While I may be losing it, that means I am also finding it. I am searching for stability and hope. I will find my way back to a world where I am not mourning, but for now, I must.

I do not ask for pity or apologies because it is no one’s fault but this world’s and there is nothing to feel bad for but the cycle of life. In a world of go-go-go full of people who may never understand, I feel no need to explain myself. I will continue to tell my professors that I have had a family emergency because they do not need details. I will not feel bad for needing time to breathe. I will not let my mental and physical health fall second to the work others ask of me. I do my best and work my hardest when I am well. All I ask is that others give me space when I am not. In this time of loss, I will use it to find peace. Work can wait, life does not.


That Time My Pumpkin Had Babies

Every year for about 10 years, my family accidentally grew pumpkins in our front yard. This is not the only plant we have accidentally grown but, for the sake of specificity and in honor of fall, we will focus on pumpkins. It was a normal family gathering. My parents and I spent the evening carving a pumpkin or two with the traditional three triangles, two for eyes and one for a nose, and one long crooked smile.

I must have been six years old or so. My dad went down into the basement and got out the big plastic tub labeled ‘Halloween’. Out of it, we pulled the same items every year. A ceramic pumpkin light, a tiny pumpkin candy dish, some black and orange garland depending on what was left over from school parties, leftover mock spider web materials from previous years, black spider rings also from previous school functions, some autumnal candles, and a stuffed animal black cat dressed as a pumpkin. Also in the tub was our pumpkin carving kit. We began originally with most likely a set of 10 knives, but over the years our collection dwindled down to about two. Each knife had a different jagged blade but they shared the same bright orange flimsy, plastic handles.

Along with the cutting tools, we also had scoopers. Our fingers always proved too weak or not efficient enough to get all the seed and guts out of our pumpkins, so instead, we used mason jar lids. These scoopers were amazing and I’ve always been in awe of my parents for thinking of it. The edges of mason jar lids are just sharp enough that they cut pumpkin guts from their base and because they are flat and round the orange gooey substance is easily removed, stacked on top of the metal disks.

Once we had all the materials, I went to town on the pumpkin. My dad cut a hole in the top of it making the perfect lid and quickly my small hands were inside the cold, round body. I grabbed as many seeds as I could in that first fistful and pulled hard. I felt the tension release under my arm, I heard the many, tiny snaps of pumpkin veins and out came my elbow, then my wrist, and lastly my fingers locked tightly around a gob of slippery, cold seeds. I tossed down the mess onto the newspaper laid out on our dining room table and went in for the next handful of stubborn seeds. The entire house smelled of wet dirt and pumpkin insides.

Soon it was dark, my pumpkin was empty and I was tired. We lit a small candle, put it into the pumpkin and placed the pumpkin on our front porch. It was windy and as the candlelight flickered triangle shadows cast upon the brick walls of our home. The air was crisp and I would hold my bare feet as close as I could to the lit pumpkin to keep them warm. We would take a couple photos and admire the pumpkins up close and from across the street to get the whole view. Jumping from foot to foot I would run back inside, feeling the warmth inside embrace my body as the screen door fluttered back to shut. After I fell asleep my parents would blow out the candle, but all I knew was that through the night my pumpkin was out there protecting us from any lurking evils.

A week or so later, once my pumpkin had turned into mush and little worms had found their way into it, we tossed the pumpkin into the front yard to decompose. The grass died in that spot and many birds found it a wonderful feeding ground for quite some time. The next year, late in August, we walked out the front door to find a tiny green vine emerging from the ground right where we had thrown out the pumpkin. Apparently, my tiny hands and even the scoopers had not gotten every seed as my pumpkin had latched itself into the dirt and impregnated it with a new patch of little pumpkins. A few weeks later we found that we didn’t need to visit a farm that year, we had managed to grow our own pumpkins.

After that first year, we continued to set out any decomposing pumpkins in that same spot so that each year we would have our own homegrown pumpkins. I remember vividly the joy of opening the door one morning to see that vine sprouting. I remember pushing aside the green leaves the bigger the vine got, the more it covered the yard, and searching for the little green bulbs that would soon become bright orange pumpkins. There was some disappointment in the matter too, like when bugs would get to the pumpkins before we could or before they could even become pumpkins at all.

This year as I think about visiting a pumpkin patch, I think back to living at home, being a child, and growing my own accidental pumpkins. I think back to mom throwing the seeds into that spot in hopes of a new batch, and dad mowing around that area in the off-season, leaving the grass long but the area perfect for pumpkins to grow. I think about all the kids who only know the joy of visiting the patch and not the joy of growing one. I feel lucky.

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Newtons Laws of (E)motion

Stars from the underground

Newt Had Feelings Too

If you went through the public education system of the U.S., you were probably at one point taught Sir Isaac Newton’s three laws of motion. The physical use of these laws is very sensible and after thinking about them for a while they become a sort of common knowledge. Of course, stuff doesn’t move unless it is compelled or forced to. Of course, the speed and distance an object goes will depend on its own personal dynamics. Duh, every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Having even a minimal understanding of the world makes these laws truth. What’s interesting is that despite people’s seemingly extensive understanding of these theories, many of us fail to utilize them logically in our daily lives.

This semester has been testing me and pushing me to my limits mentally and emotionally. To a degree, I am being physically challenged seeing I don’t have as much time to time eat a healthy diet and go to the gym. While this is all true, this semester has also made me realize that Newton’s laws apply to more than just physics; his laws apply to working and daily activities. Since realizing this, I have felt a drop in anxiety levels and an ease on my stress. It is not gone, but the benefits have been miraculous.

The Law of Inertia

Welcome to the backstory! This semester I am taking my first of two capstones in which we are reporting for a local news television station. Our purpose is to work as political reporters. Let me tell you, this is not what I want or enjoy to do. For the first few weeks of the class, I have been attempting to just steam-roller my emotions and anxiety away. I blamed myself for not trying hard enough, I felt like less of a person compared to the people who are comfortable speaking to politicians and chasing them down when they don’t get a response for an interview. I quickly began realizing it wasn’t me, that I had been facing my fears, and that there is nothing wrong with not wanting to be a political reporter. Coming to this decision I decided to reach out to the professor.

In a four to five paragraph email, I reached out to the professor explaining my anxiety about assignments and my lack of enjoyment for what we were being asked to do. This was frightening. I normally don’t speak to professors let alone personally reach out to them for help or advice. Now, I’m glad I did. I should have realized something I was taught a long time ago, that nothing will change unless a force acts upon it. What did I think was going to happen? My nerves would one day magically disappear? Whatever I was thinking, it was wrong.

Sending that email was random and a bit out of the blue.  What matters is that it made all the difference. This one experience put Newton’s first law of motion into perspective for me. Something that stops us from viewing this rule in a way that applies to thought is that we assume the actions of others. Interestingly enough Newton did not say that objects move when they think about what others might do or think. No. Nothing happens unless we put our own effort into it.


Force equals mass times acceleration. How far we go or how fast we go is equal to the force that causes the action. The moment I had this realization that I wasn’t taking things into my own hands, a lot started to change. That email was one action. If I had never sent the email I never would have gotten a response and nothing would have ever changed because no one would have known anything was ever wrong. Before I sent the email, I was scared to do it because of what might happen. The professor might get angry, I might be told to drop the class. There were a lot of things that I thought might happen, but none of them did. Only the best came out of that action. After that email, I decided to up the force. When people upset me, I tell them and things have started getting better quicker. When people make me happy I tell them and we grow stronger. I put my force of energy into my life choices and now my work is easier and I go further quicker.

This is why being passive aggressive does not work and it really is a negative type of response to any situation. Passive aggression is a form of anger that culminates from and grows off of assumption. When a person is passive aggressive it means they have not addressed the situation and are showing unhappiness based off of a problem they believe to exist. The first problem with this is that we should never assume a problem exists. If you ever believe that there is a situation with another person, confront them and get answers immediately. Don’t let the idea that someone is talking about you or doing something you don’t like affect you. Just like a science project, make a hypothesis and then gather evidence and analyze the situation. Confront people, in a kind way if at all possible, when a problem is arising.

Equal and Opposite

However, passive aggression, assumptions, fear of what others may think or do, these are all based out of a very real and valid place in the mind. The third law of motion states that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. This means that when I sent that email my professor he could have either a.) not responded or b.) had a negative reaction. I could have been passive aggressive to my professor instead of emailing him, but it wasn’t his fault I don’t currently like to do political writing. I could have assumed what would happen and done nothing, but that means there would have been no force and therefore no motion. I could have had fear of what would happen, and I did, but I sent that email anyway. I’ve started confronting my problems anyways. I stopped procrastinating so bad and started dedicating time to study. It is okay to be scared, or worried or nervous. What’s not okay is to do nothing. Don’t let your anger or concerns sit in your brain bubbling, festering. Put in some action and make motion.

What Did She Just Say?

This article relates thought to motion. It puts scientific laws into play for irrational thought. It really is confusing, but it makes sense if you think about it long enough. Yet, to make a very long story short this all just goes to show that nothing will change if nothing is done. Stop wondering why you aren’t getting good grades, or getting that raise, or sitting where you should be. Ask questions because chances are you aren’t the only one wondering. Take action. Most importantly be yourself. This is the fourth law of motion but it only applies to thought (and I made it up): act in honor of yourself. Don’t fear what others might think about something you naturally want to do. It really is the cherry on top. Now, for an overview: law 1.) Take action, law 2.) Put in as much as you want to get out, 3.) Understand your fears are not without just cause, but you must face them to succeed, 4.) be yourself.

The Swing of Things

Sign in Kate Spade New York store reading "never cut corners."

It has been a couple of months since I last posted a blog post. I have recently gotten into the habit of posting extremely long updates explaining my life in vague detail to all of my personal Facebook friends. (Fun fact: this is an easy way to weed through those who added you for an additional friend count and for those who care.) This is not necessarily a negative action, but it really doesn’t do much other than updating the ten or so people who are really interested in my life among personal circles.

I had fallen out of blogging because I lost my way. In absolute honesty, I never really had a direction in my blogging. I knew the many different things I liked to write about, but it was all a blur of tabs offering extremely different work, and it still is. Thankfully, this thought process has led me back to my blog.

I’m now in my senior year of finishing a journalism major. This has opened my mind to many new questions. Is journalism what I really what I want to do (after studying it for three years)? Where do I go from here? How do I balance it all now? This last question comes from understanding that to graduate in May, I need to pass the 12 classes I have left in this semester and spring semester combined.

Still a bit of a puzzle, I have recently managed to clear up some of these questions for myself, and I hope that they will help you in whatever journey you have coming up as well. As for whether I want to pursue journalism, that has a very complex answer. There are two reasons I went into journalism: I felt journalism would be a practical major. Seeing that my love of writing may have improved through an English or Creative Writing major, I would not have learned much I couldn’t already pick up and learn from any ole’ book; I’m able to come out of university saying I learned something new. Second, I don’t like how journalism is currently practiced and by learning the same methods other journalists do in college, I can respectfully find my own way in the journalism world in an educated manner.

In the end, I must remember that I came into college knowing I may not pursue journalism. It was a learning curve for me. My grammar has improved impeccably, and I have learned a lot about how to report stories as fair and accurate. Unfortunately, I’ve learned many lessons on the parts of journalism that I do not approve of, and I hope that if I do pursue journalism I will either be able to write about what I love, arts and culture, or not only that, but begin my own media brand focused on reporting with unquestionable ethics and character. I often tell myself this is a “long-term goal” or
“high hopes,” but I know that this is a very possible goal if I work for it.

Graduation is still a while away, but in reality that “while” is only a few months and I’d rather have ideas or a plan I need to change than find myself completely scrambling last minute. This takes me to answer the question where should I go from here? This presents a list in my mind of what needs to be accomplished. This includes deciding where to live next year and I don’t want to stay where I currently am. This opens up a nearly endless list of places I could move to, and being in a long-term relationship, this is a conversation I am not willing to just have with myself but also with my significant other.

After deciding this, or possibly while we do, I know I need to start applying for jobs in these areas. To a degree, this means deciding if I want to pursue journalism immediately or not, but also not being limited to class schedules and required courses, it allows me to broaden my options and see what all I I have learned in college will allow me to do next. Along with my major, I am also double minoring in history and creative writing. Already, my options have grown ten-fold because of this.

There is a lot to think about and as you can see, I haven’t quite gotten it all figured out. However, I have that wonderful last question to answer, how do I balance it all now? The answer is breaking it all down. The answer is taking my course load day-by-day and making sure to complete and do well on my assignments. The answer is talking to those I love and working through the where do I go next question with experienced and caring people. The answer is a life plan doesn’t come in one day and I have to trust in myself to take everything one step at a time and to be constantly aware of the next deadline.

There is a lot weighing on my mind right now that goes beyond school and what comes after it. I’m human which means daily interactions and long-term involvements catch up to me every day. I put a lot on my plate, yet, I’m so happy I did. Ending this post I want to just take a breath. I want to remember to come back to what I came here for. I want to continue writing and sharing my thoughts and energy with the world around me. I want to be an author of creative writing and how well I do at that or when that begins is something I cannot know. For now, I must focus on the questions at hand and stay positive.

Lavender In All Of Its Beauty

Loco for Lavender

Every few months a new fad pops up among each different group. Right now, kids are obsessing over regular toys made out of a squishy substance called Squishies and some are making their own slime with glue and borax. Slime specifically is making a come back from when I was a kid. Activism has become popular among many adults as we see protests pop up more and more all over the country. We can see many patterns all around us popping up. Some may fade out after a few months and others will survive, but right now among coffee fanatics and foodies lavender has taken the main stage.

Sipping my iced soy honey lavender latte, I can vouch for this fad. I get it in my drinks and it’s growing on my balcony. I wear it on my wrists in the form of a locally made roll-on perfume. My wedding Pinterest board is blowing up with lavender color schemes and floral arrangements. What’s the one abnormal color I have ever died my hair? Lavender. So, what is it about this plant that has people visiting fields of it just for the Instagram pic?


I’m not talking about the new and absolutely chill Alt-J album (seriously, listen to those songs and sip some lavender lemonade. That’s a relaxing afternoon). I’m talking about the medicinal and edible uses of lavender. The main reason I use lavender anything is that the smell is super relaxing. It aids in relieving stress and can help with sleep problems (although, if sleep is why you are using it, you should probably stick to decaf.)

I’m a super high-stress person, but most people probably wouldn’t describe me that way. I might be busy but not high-stress. The reason for that is because while I am stressed I am also good at stress management and one simple way to manage some stress is to place yourself in a stress-free environment. If an assignment is due in two hours my first reaction is not panic. My first reaction is to smell that beautiful lavender plant on the porch, turn on my Himalayan salt lamp (known for detoxifying its environment of negative ions) and breathe. Then get to work because that work isn’t going to do itself!

If you’re feeling a little stretched out mentally but can’t put a pause on work then turn your work environment into a little haven. Make some lavender tea or light a lavender candle. How you prepare your mind for stress can greatly affect how the stress will affect you.

Calming in Color

Remember that third-grade art class when you learned about primary colors and warm versus cool? Well, the color of lavender begins with a blue base. It’s blue foundation gives it the label of a cool color. Cool colors are known to be calming. To make lavender you give the blue a pink hue by adding some red. Adding these warm hints makes the color comforting. It’s in the science of color and emotions, folks! Eh, no matter what the art majors and scientists of the world say, it’s hard to deny that looking at a lavender piece of paper makes you feel more calm than upset.

This is a great way to make your environment even more stress-free and calming. If you can’t light a candle because of building codes or you can’t have a plant because no sunlight comes inside your apartment, you can easily add hints of it around your home or office. You may not want to paint the whole place lavender, but getting some things you use daily that you can set around may help. It could be a lavender picture frame around a photo that makes you happy or getting a lavender stapler. It’s the little things.

Lavender Look Out

So we have covered the flavor, scent, and color of lavender as soothing in its nature. Great, but why now? What makes it a fad? Whether an influential person of this world put it in their tea and claimed it great or the supply and demand curve hit just right, we may never know. What makes anything a fad? In the end, we will see. How long will lavender last on the chalkboards in coffee shops? When the fields are out of season, will people forget about it? I’m a lavender lover for life, but as for its shelf life as a fad or way of life, we’re on the lavender look out.

Is Your Small Business Heading Towards Failure?

Listening to NPR the other day I heard some crazy statistics about the rate that new businesses, especially restaurants, are closing. I was driving at the time so I was unable to write down the specifics, but it got me thinking about how true it is. I’m from a small town and we have one of the cutest downtowns in the U.S. The tourism is great for the small businesses and some have been there since the day I was born, but it seems like almost every other building has a new business in it every other month. As a consumer, there are some sure-fire signs leading up to the closure of a business that can be seen (and prevented).

Passion First

The main characteristic of a failing business is a loss in passion. Especially in small businesses, when they first move onto the block, the owners become very active in the community, hosting events, and sparking conversation with every customer. There is an honest hope in every small business to be accepted by the community that it just joined. The businesses that don’t make this initial move tend to fail sooner. Eventually, the owners and managers become part of an active community or they fizzle out. They stop hosting events and stop attending. They don’t listen to suggestions by fellow business owners and their customers.

The best way to avoid this slow decline is to become part of a permanently existing group and to never give up on hosting events (sales, releases, milestone celebrations, new products). If it is necessary to stop a product or event because the costs exceed to benefits that’s a different story, but if your customer base really enjoys a certain product and you stop producing it simply because it continues to sell out and it’s hard to make, that’s a poor system.

If something is selling out you are either not producing enough from the start or there is high demand. That means you can afford a higher price on the product. A price hike will push customers away, so if the only way to continue production is to increase the price, don’t get too sure that customers return no matter how expensive you make it. Mainly, if you stop caring to attend community events or halt production, your customers will notice. If you don’t think you will care about your business a year or even only a month into it, it may be in your best interest to find a new passion.

Friendly Face

A few businesses I visit regularly when I am in my hometown have made some mistakes but they do one thing right that has helped them remain alive. They care about their customers. They may not make financial compensation, but I know every time I go in there will be a smiling face awaiting me. Now, between the shop that gives me a smile and sold me the wrong item once or the shop whose employees stared at a magazine while selling me the wrong item, I choose the former.

This leads us to the hiring business. As a small shop, it is important to know your employees. Make sure you are hiring people who know what to do in unique situations. If they are going to be working a lot of hours they become the face of your company for that amount of time. Don’t lose customers because of the people you are paying. It is also important to make sure that your employees know that they are joining a constant project and community position. Some people know that in larger places they can get away with never looking off their phone, but it is important to make them aware of what you want the store’s environment to be. Sometimes all it takes is some extra communication.

Good Luck

There are times when it comes to opening and running a small business that you just have to hope for the best, especially if you are offering a service or product that has either never been offered in the area or is already being offered. If you notice a decline in your business there are two things to consider. First, look at your finances. Is your spending in the correct places? Are your products prices too much or too little? Second, ask your customers their opinion. This does not mean linking to a poll in an email or laying out comment cards. This means every time someone walks in your store make conversation and ask them actively and sincerely what they like or don’t like about the store. Maybe ask what type of events they like to attend and think about how you can work that into what you do.

Good luck on your small business. Remember that by starting one in the first place, you are joining a community. It’s important to have a passion for your products, want to serve your customers, be friendly, and have personality. The best people to turn to are successful small business owners and your customers. If someone walks in a lot but always leaves without buying anything, maybe ask them what you could do to change that.

The Power of Loneliness​

The Setting 

Those days exists where everyone you know is busy or maybe you just don’t feel like being around others, but either way, there come those days where you are just alone. Some thrive on those lonely days, taking in every moment of quiet alone time they can get, and others get an intense surge of loneliness. The spectrum of how people feel when they are alone can vary greatly, but switch from being in your home alone to going out by yourself, and the majority of people feel the same.

There is something in going out to a restaurant or store alone that makes people feel especially isolated. It often seems like everyone else is with another person and you’re the only one who couldn’t manage to find a friend. You may feel like you are the only one who would ever want to spend time with yourself outside of the house. Whether going out alone makes you feel great or lost, I’m here to show you the positives in it. There is power in going out alone and here is why.

Power in Self

If you even think about going out alone you have accomplished something great. The matter-of-the-fact is that when you go out alone, very few people are probably noticing or even caring about the fact that nobody is with you. This means that the lonely feeling we get inside us is entirely mental and the fact that you want to just go out and get a coffee or buy a new book by yourself means you have overcome self-consciousness and for some maybe even an anxiety.

There is power in going out alone. For one, you have overcome a fear (if you are on that end of the spectrum) and second, you are spending time alone with your mind which can be scary. Friends are great. They allow us to connect, form relationships, gain new experiences, and most of all not be alone. Sometimes having friends allows us to ignore our own thoughts and we can easily cling to the ideas and likes of our friends. When you spend time out alone you get to see what you would do in public situations when no one else is around. You get a better feel for yourself.

Personal Experience

As I’ve mentioned in a previous article, I’m spending this summer on campus taking classes. That in itself has its benefits, but this also means a lot of my friends are out of town visiting family or on vacation. This has forced me to spend a lot of time getting to know a couple of my friends way better and also to spend a lot of time by myself. I refuse to stay cooped up in my apartment 24/7, especially with a poor roommate situation, so I go out on my own a lot. Not only do I get to become a “regular” at local places, I have gotten a way better idea of who I am based solely on how I interact with the environment around me.

Something you may notice in people is that they act way different with certain people. This was something that I realized in high school. I never really fell into one clique. I had friends in a bunch of different groups and they all accepted me as I was. It’s because of this that I got a much wider view of the student body. Students who were rowdy with their friends all the time had trouble speaking in front of the class during reports, but they would happily prank the teacher in front of everyone if they had a friend or two in front of the class with them. They had this feeling of false security when their friends were around. Then I started to notice the same thing about myself.

When I was with friends I could be super silly and then I would just be shy when I was alone. Going into year three of college and having spent a lot more time by myself, not crouched in a classroom with the same people every day, I’ve found that I can be my silly self with anyone. I don’t have to be nervous about ordering alone at a restaurant because it’s no different than being with people. Friends create this sort of false security which is why they say to know yourself before jumping into a relationship. I held onto this fear that if I was myself in public when my friends weren’t around I wouldn’t have anybody to turn to if I got embarrassed. Then I realized it’s really hard for me to get embarrassed, because really, what is embarrassment? It’s the fear of a negative judgment by others.

Embarrassment Banished

Remember how that strange gut feeling of loneliness when you go out if just a self-conscious mental feeling you force on yourself? So is the feeling of embarrassment. If you could never fail what would you do? Now if you never felt embarrassed what would you do? Going out alone gives you power because you realize you don’t need that security bubble you feel with friends. When you can feel strong with yourself hanging out with friends is more fun. They aren’t there to serve as protection from fear, judgment, or scrutiny. They become fun people you simply make awesome memories with and can depend on.

So, I’m not going to dare you or ask you to go out alone like it is some strange thing to try. Maybe the first couple times you eat out alone it might feel a little weird, but once you get used to asking for a table-for-one your confidence will show and the waiter won’t give you that weird look (the one you may just be seeing because you think you are being judged). It takes time but you become aware of the fact that you can and should be a friend to yourself. Time alone doesn’t have to be spent drowning your thoughts in Netflix or a nap. Time alone can be spent enjoying your presence on this earth out trying a new coffee house or seeing a local band. I’m just going to recommend you take your next day off to treat yourself with time out by yourself. You deserve it. Who knows, maybe if you have been feeling a little stressed or upset, time out with yourself may allow you to work out those negative thoughts and replace them with a positive day.