Jul 06, 2005 10:19
And so the great march that is both High School and anything beneath the new campaign of college has come to a startling hault. It ended well, with Honors and the Certificate of Inital Mastery, but those are hardly things to brag about. Especially since I lived through a point in my life that most just can't live through.
The summer has been well. Full of doctor's appointments, swimming, romping through the park barefoot, and the wonderful peace that comes with the relaxation of the end of High School. I have invested tons of time in my newest Hand Piecing project, and work. Work Work Work. 'Off to the Mines', as I say when leave the staff room and head out into the world that is a Regal cinema. That's right. Yes that is the large. What? It's 64 ounces. Oh...a medium instead. Yeah. That's the medium. So a small? $3.75. You're filling it up with Aspartame you Diet Coke Schmuck.
So that's the beat of work. Combos, ridiculous prices, and the beauty of seeing a BEN everyday. Not the person, the bill. I get 50s and 100s and shine them up the light, looking for the watermark and say, 'Hello Grant' or 'Hello Ben'. Speaking of money, I have been able to save quite a bit up. Counting out the little bit I spend every paycheck on coffee and Pokemon Cards. Yes, yes, Pokemon Cards. I have found new tournament, and the kids are so yooung, I can actually point at them and say the 'I Was Playing Pokemon and Kicking Ass When You Were in Diapers' schpeal.
As a final result, through four doctors, a CAT scan, two MRIs, and an EEG, I do not have epilepsy. I have no tumors and no lesions. I now journey back to my original clinician and will be put on some kind of anti-anxiety pill to reduce the likelyness of my seizures, and technically, they're not seizures any more because I don't have epilepsy.
With summer also comes the thoughts of my schooling in the fall, which techincally shouldn't be a priority right now. So I don't give a shit. SKIPPING SCHOOL ------>
I have taken up Zen Meditation, which has become an awesome way for me to divulge my stress and create a time of day that is just for me. Every Wednesday Night, I gather with a group of other individuals - a Zen Samurai, a pregenant teen, a former Japanese Teacher, a mother and daughter, and a homosexual man - and we meditate quietly, only with the sounds of our breathing for about an hour. Every night, we learn new techniques, and different ways to go about meditating. I have tried it in my spare time, and I find myself climbing trees and meditating in trees when you are really suppose to maintain contact with ground. I'm a rule breaker, what can I say?
Slowly, yet surely, and I have more time to bond with myself, I am recollecting the little pieces of my Wood Sprite self, feeling my connecting with the world around me more and more. Not just the earth, but the people that live on it too. I have become more social, I have started eating better, and I must say I don't smoke as much as I used. You wanna make yourself feel better? Learn to embrace yourself with the rest of the world as a single person breathing instead of having a beer or partying. You won't regret it.
"There is not a damn thing between you and the rest of the world except the fact that we are almost to blind to realize we are alive."