Summer - Part II
Things are looking up.
I need to be with people more; family is not enough, sometimes.
There are so many things I need to get done this summer. As always, I cannot do everything. Prioritization is hard / is a bitch, but I am optimistic that this summer, I will make the right decisions.
I realize the importance of money, and can't help feeling that it's much too late.
This past week has made me more grounded, about myself, my goals in life, the expectations from other people as well as my own, the way things really are.
Writing about the abstract and idyllic is getting more and more difficult. I find myself wondering if this is maturity, or if it is the death of 'childish idealism'. Maybe they are not mutually exclusive.
If life is nasty, brutish, and short, how am I supposed to find my measure of peace & rest in the sometimes-chaos?
Being a sister, a good sister, is much more difficult than I thought. It's also more rewarding than I thought. I find myself admiring things about Elim that I lack in myself, wondering whether these things are the reason I have suddenly (and unexpectedly) found so much more patience toward her.
I feel this influence from being so close to my parents is both boon and bane. I need some time to be myself with other people.
I wish magical moments in life didn't cost so much, monetarily or otherwise.
I need to be with people more; family is not enough, sometimes.
There are so many things I need to get done this summer. As always, I cannot do everything. Prioritization is hard / is a bitch, but I am optimistic that this summer, I will make the right decisions.
I realize the importance of money, and can't help feeling that it's much too late.
This past week has made me more grounded, about myself, my goals in life, the expectations from other people as well as my own, the way things really are.
Writing about the abstract and idyllic is getting more and more difficult. I find myself wondering if this is maturity, or if it is the death of 'childish idealism'. Maybe they are not mutually exclusive.
If life is nasty, brutish, and short, how am I supposed to find my measure of peace & rest in the sometimes-chaos?
Being a sister, a good sister, is much more difficult than I thought. It's also more rewarding than I thought. I find myself admiring things about Elim that I lack in myself, wondering whether these things are the reason I have suddenly (and unexpectedly) found so much more patience toward her.
I feel this influence from being so close to my parents is both boon and bane. I need some time to be myself with other people.
I wish magical moments in life didn't cost so much, monetarily or otherwise.