Apr 23, 2004 03:14
I must have gotten through half a bag of Nestle Toll House morsels tonight.
So much for sleep.
So I walk around, doing little things I really should have done three hours ago, or yesterday, or last week: closing windows, putting my sister to bed, picking up clothes in the living room, stuff like that. And then I find this random pile of letters on the desk in the study. All from colleges and summer "enrichment" programs. Stuff I haven't sorted through in weeks. Some of which I haven't even OPENED yet.
It's dangerous, being alone in a room in the middle of the night with insomnia and a sugar rush and coming across a pile of letters like that. And here's the dangerous part: I sit there and read EACH of them. And take the time to let it sink in this may very well be my last summer at home. WHY do people tell you life will peak in college? That means that the next 40,50, or 60 years are totally pointless. What a depressing thing to say, especially when it's someone successful--- 3 kids, perfect business, wonderful spouse---THAT kind of successful. And all that comes afterward is an anticlimax, because nothing could compare to what life was like in college. Does anybody else out there feel like they're being backed into a wall and pushed off a cliff at the same time?!