Hey fellow Americans. I don’t usually get political on here, but since tomorrow is voting day, I thought I’d post a little something.
Here are just a few things to remember:
If you do not get out and vote, THAT IS a vote for Trump. If you write in a candidate, THAT IS a vote for Trump. If you vote third party, THAT IS a vote for Trump. If you vote for Bernie, THAT IS a vote for Trump (and also disrespects his EXPLICIT wishes).
This is how Trump wins. He wins by you ignoring this election. It is scary, and it COULD happen.
I know Hilary is not perfect. I know she is not the candidate that many of us wanted. BUT, we cannot let Trump ruin this country. We cannot take a step back 50 years. We cannot lose all the progress we have made.
I have already voted; please do your part and get out and vote too. It is so important.
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I wrote this so long ago, excuse the ratchetness 😶
Rick woke up in a cold sweat. He looked around and realized he was at home. He got up to take a shower and change his sheets since they were soaked in his sweat. He couldn’t stop thinking about Michonne, he didn’t want to. It had been three days since he’d seen the beautiful chocolate woman that caught his attention whenever she stepped into a room. He wanted to be near her, he wanted to make sure she was alright especially after he had to break up a fight between her and her boyfriend but he was suspended from the case and he was ordered to not step 50 feet around her. He went to work that day and his best friend Shane could tell that something wasn’t quite right with him.
“Hey buddy.” Shane said, pulling Rick into a manly hug.
“Hey, Shane. What’s up?” Rick forced a smile.
“Nothing man, What about you?” Shane knew he was walking on thin ice so he decided to tread softly.
“I’m good. I really am. Did Lori stop by?” Lori was Rick’s ex-wife. They had got a divorced a year after their second child was born. Now, Lori comes by to let Rick know when Carl was coming over or she’d bring Judith to say hi. Lori was a sweet woman, she wasn’t a bitch like he thought she would be, but he wasn’t in love with her anymore and he didn’t want to hurt himself or her by pretending to be so he let her go.
“Yeah, she uh, she said she would bring Carl by later. Got somethin’ he wanted to share witcha.” Shane said and excused himself from their conversation to go flirt with the secretary.
Rick went to his desk to finish filling out paperwork for his boss. He wanted to be back on the case and figure out where Michonne had gone but he wanted to keep his job, he liked being a sheriff and he didn’t want to risk it. He stumbled upon a note that read “For Rick’s Eyes Only.” He recognized that beautiful handwriting. It belonged to Michonne. He quickly opened it and he read each line slowly. “Thank you for everything you did for me. I’m sorry if I did anything to get you in trouble. I just wanted you to know that I’m safe now, I’m okay and I miss you. I hope I’ll see you again. XO Michonne.” Rick got up and walked over to Shane. Shane looked him in the eyes and didn’t see that sadness anymore. All he saw was love, something Shane hadn’t seen since Rick first met Lori. But this time it was different. He didn’t just see love, he saw passion, curiosity, and most of all, he saw happiness.
“What’s got you all excited, brother?” Shane asked.
“Michonne, she’s okay. She’s safe.” Rick said holding up the piece of paper he just finished reading.
“How’d you get this?” Shane asked.
“I found it on my desk.” Rick said, his excitement was now gone. “Why?” He asked.
“Boss didn’t tell you?” Shane asked, worried about his friend.
“Tell me what?” Rick asked hesitantly, as if he was scared of the answer. And maybe he was. Maybe he should be.
“Michonne has been missin’ for three days now. Search parties are lookin’ everywhere for her.”
Rick’s heart sunk. He thought it was another dream so he closed his eyes tightly and opened them but he was still standing in the same place.
Rick has always had a short temper but it would only show when something he cared about was in harm’s way. The only person to ever see his full on rage was Shane, when they thought Carl was shot on his way home from school one day.
Shane started to see that red hot rage in Rick’s eyes and held up his hands to try and calm him down.
“This. This is her handwriting Shane. She wrote this, I know she did.” Rick was trying to contain his anger but he couldn’t. He cared for Michonne. Hell he spent the better half of a year with her.
“I know you’re upset, I am too. I want to find her as much as you do right now, but it’s best if you keep your head down and let the others handle this. They can bring her home.” Shane knew Rick wouldn’t listen. He was stubborn that way, but he tried to get through to him as best he could. “You have children to think about here.” Rick looked Shane in the eyes before he spoke.
“I realize that, Shane. But she… she is out there. She could be… Shane, somethin’ could’ve happened to her. I need to find her. But I can’t do it without you. Please. Please help me save her.” Shane looked into Rick’s eyes and saw the seriousness in them. He truly, honestly loved this woman. Shane loved Rick like a brother so he agreed to help him.
“Did they check her house yet? I mean, there could’ve been signs that someone broke in and kidnapped her.” Rick said quickly.
“You are not even supposed to be on this case. If our boss finds out you’ve been searchin’ for her, you will lose your job.” Shane tried and tried and tried, to convince his best friend to let the police handle the situation but Rick wouldn’t listen. He kept asking Shane, what would you do if someone you cared about went missing and you had no idea where they were? Or if they were even alive?
“I don’t care anymore. Michonne’s life is more important than this job.” Rick was done trying to explain himself to Shane, if he had to search for her alone, he would.
Shane finally gave up. He was done trying to convince Rick to let Michonne go, he was done trying to help him find her. All he wanted to do was go home and relax, so he left.
-3 WEEKS LATER-
It’s been three weeks since Rick found out that Michonne went missing. He’s been searching for her ever since. He would never give up searching for the woman he loved. In those three weeks, he got fired. His boss fired him on the spot and told him never to return back to the station. Rick’s mind was somewhere else when he was getting yelled at in front of 50 other men. All he could think about was what Michonne might’ve been going through. What, whoever kidnapped her, would’ve done. He never stopped looking for her. There were days when he thought he was so close and there were days when he thought he was so far. But today, today was different. Today he found her. He found her in the woods, running from something. He eventually caught up to her and basically tackled her to the ground.
“Get off of me!” She screamed.
Her voice. Her sweet, sweet voice. Oh how Rick missed her sweet voice. He immediately got up.
“Michonne. Michonne it’s me. It’s Rick.” He said, pulling her from the ground.
“Rick?” Her eyes welled with tears and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. He hugged her back and they were crying simultaneously.
“I knew I’d find you.” He let her go and cupped her face in his hands. “Are you okay?” He asked, looking into her chocolate brown eyes.
“I am now.” She whispered and closed her eyes.
“Let’s take you home.” Rick wouldn’t tell his ex-boss that he found Michonne. He didn’t want his greedy ex-boss to take credit for it. Not that Rick needed credit for saving someone he cared about. Or was it love? Did he love her? Yeah, of course he did, but did she love him? He didn’t have to wonder long because once they were in his car, she said to him,
“I love you…” He blinked at her and then a slow beautiful smile graced his lips and he puta hand on her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“I love you too, Michonne.”
Finding her was definitely God’s way of telling him that they belonged together. Forever.
I have been s u p e r busy with work this week, literally working 50+ hrs.
I still managed to get to the gym though & was able to keep my food intake surprisingly clean, with the exception of a small portion of Chinese takeout on Wednesday evening, for my partners sisters birthday dinner.
The scales have hung around 88/89kgs this week, so my Xmas weight is most definitely gone and I’m hoping to not see in excess of 90+kgs ever again!
Gym wise - I reintroduced A LOT back into my routine, especially as I now frequent the gym of a morning before work and have more time to now spend there.The following have been added to my usual strength circuit & cardio:
72 heel taps, 72 10kg kettle bell Russian twists, 3 X 30 sec plank, 30 medicine ball slams, 50 step ups, 50 mountain climbers.
Re: Fitbit. I got all green every day minus Friday, my rest day.
If anyone wants to add me to Fitbit, my email to add me on is email@example.com
Hope you all had a good week as well.
Oh and p.s if I usually like/comment on your posts, or even if you want to be weightloss pals, pleeeeease tag me in your posts.
I’ve had no time for tumblr this week and feel like I miss so much of your personal posts / journeys.
I think the most hilarious dish to introduce to Thedas would be something needlessly complicated. Like baklava with filo pastry or some random dish requiring 50 steps of preparation for a small volume result and just watch them try to use magic or something to make it easier/faster
Hey if we have ever talked one day and then never again or if we are mutuals and we never talked, there’s a lot of chance that 1) i am too awkward to even think about initiating the conversation 2) “they’re so cool i’ll probably bother them” 3) i overthinked everything and think you somehow hate me (see n°1)
Today, history was made as a scheduled flight arrived in Cuba from the United States for the first time in over 50 years. This historic step forward builds on President Obama and the First Family’s trip to Havana, Cuba this March to chart a new course in relations between our nations—one that empowers and delivers progress for both Americans and the Cuban people.
My pain and fatigue are so horrible lately. I’ve been living in my apartment since December and haven’t unpacked a thing because I’ve been focused on school and just barely trying to get by without sleeping every moment of the day. And when I do leave the house my joints and muscles fight me so damn hard that I struggle to walk 50 steps.
Yesterday I found out my TSH is really elevated so I probably have hypothyroidism. It’s so liberating to finally get an abnormal test result and I’m really hoping that I finally get a diagnosis and treatment because I don’t know how much longer I can take this.