Among shopping, coffee shops, book stores, Everything and More, 1Q84, tutoring, teaching, and coaching, I find that there is very little time to be sad. Instead of burying myself in other people's content (mainly YouTube - there's no way of avoiding this guilty pleasure), I get to create my own. Even if its just in my head. Even if my mouth dries itself out from constantly making conversation. Even if I'm missing out on time to learn computer programming and SQL, whatever that is. Something feels very right about being legitimately busy in such a casual way.
My first week back from China was considerably unproductive, with the exception of Lauren, maybe twice. It was, to be honest, rather wasteful, in a way that fills you with regret when you see quotes like "lost time is never found" or "you have just as many hours in a day as beyonce does." This was my choice, and I hope to avoid making it too often. This week doesn't leave much room for that, especially with Ribfest. For this and possibly free ribs and a temporary job, I am grateful.
So this is a note, a not insignificant mark of a time (1:23 AM), that serves as a reminder. Its a reminder that staying at home with a bowl of watermelon is easy, but constricting. Its a reminder that I use way to many parallel sentences, and a reminder that I need to leave the house. Because its a choice. And there are too many good books to count and too many latte and froyo flavors to taste. And, also, that I'm a little bit in love with life, somewhat overexcited/overwhelmed for college, and desperately happy to know that people are real.
SQL isn't super useful from what I learned, it's a lot of data base stuff but I don't think we did anything that anyone has told me they've used on the job. o: You're reading 1Q84? How is it? I've been meaning to read it :D And yay college. I'm excited for you, and everyone else. :)
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