Today I'm feeling hopeful
I slept an hour longer than I wanted, but feel more rested than I have in weeks. Am ready for a long day and a longer evening at the library. I'm also feeling happy. And as much as I hate to peg my happiness on the actions of those around me, there are three things that happened in the past two hours to make me happy.
1. The second I logged on this morning I got a message from the man. Now okay, this is a small thing, but its nice to know that he saw my name pop up and wanted to chat. He's always so sweet, asking about my life and genuinely interested in what is going on. Although I won't be able to go out for any quality time until after my week-from-hell, I am thinking that a certain superhero will be making some house calls this weekend.
2. Jess called. It may be late in the game, but she's really come around. I miss her and its hard, but I hope that we get a few good 'last bashes' in before I leave for good. I know she'll be here if I ever pass through town.
3. Got an email from The Nunnery implying that my housing situation isn't quite as dire as I had expected, and although nothing is decided for sure, it looks better than I'd thought. Its nice to have that off my mind for now, because I have to focus on work.
So off I go, another day, like any other. My last day. Four years of classes, of schedules and running late. Four years slowly winding down to an end. For no reason, as I was standing in my kitchen eating cereal, Tuesday's Dead popped in to my mind. I sat down to turn it on.
1. The second I logged on this morning I got a message from the man. Now okay, this is a small thing, but its nice to know that he saw my name pop up and wanted to chat. He's always so sweet, asking about my life and genuinely interested in what is going on. Although I won't be able to go out for any quality time until after my week-from-hell, I am thinking that a certain superhero will be making some house calls this weekend.
2. Jess called. It may be late in the game, but she's really come around. I miss her and its hard, but I hope that we get a few good 'last bashes' in before I leave for good. I know she'll be here if I ever pass through town.
3. Got an email from The Nunnery implying that my housing situation isn't quite as dire as I had expected, and although nothing is decided for sure, it looks better than I'd thought. Its nice to have that off my mind for now, because I have to focus on work.
So off I go, another day, like any other. My last day. Four years of classes, of schedules and running late. Four years slowly winding down to an end. For no reason, as I was standing in my kitchen eating cereal, Tuesday's Dead popped in to my mind. I sat down to turn it on.
Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows
Reaching out beyond the throes of our time.
We must try to shake it down. Do our best to break the ground.
Try to turn the world around one more time.
Yeah, we must try to shake it down, do our best to break the ground
Try to turn the world around one more time.
So at this point, I think its right to say, to everyone who is almost finished out there and facing their next turn in life: Good luck. Don't underestimate yourself, and never sell yourself short.
posted by Care @ 4:43 p.m.
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