I’ve been really happy lately, and it’s not for the reasons that you may think it’s for. First, I purchased this typewriter, which has enhanced my life for the better or at least the writing experience. Second, I recently made the decision to use the kitchen area in my shared housing unit at the USC Health Sciences Campus. I previously had decided to eat mostly at the hospital cafeteria, but I was getting worried that since making the decision to transition to architecture that I would still have to rely on the hospital food, which I don’t anymore. This is certainly the healthier option because, one, I get to decide for myself what I want to eat and, two, I don’t have to interact with the clinical staff at the hospital as much anymore. I think I still have some white coat hypertension that bubbles up when I’m around healthcare professionals. It certainly doesn’t help the anxiety.
But in regard to the kitchen, I bought a bunch of brand new (but cheap) utensils and cookware that I’m planning on donating to Goodwill if I ever need to get rid of them. There’s something about brand new cooking utensils that makes me really happy. Maybe it’s the association with food or cooking, which is a labor of love. Also, referring back to my previous post about veganism, I’m learning to adopt a more vegetarian-based diet at the moment. It’s much more in line with my mental health condition that requires me to take medication that promote weight gain, a side effect that I don’t want.
It’s strange because I personally find some overweight individuals to be particularly beautiful. I just don’t feel very comfortable with myself being overweight. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I’m an artistically inclined person. Yet, it’s not just that, it’s a comfort thing. I just get very depressed and do not like it when my body has excess adipose tissue. I don’t think it’s just a vanity thing.
The Ivory Tower 
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