adjustment
Matt left to go home today. I think my feelings were very well expressed in not moving from bed for 6 hours afterward, then manically cleaning the kitchen for 3 straight hours. That kitchen has probably never been so clean and well organized.
Yesterday, a friend I have had since I was a child was married. The ceremony was simple, and very, very genuine, as was their behavior toward each other. I love weddings. I have never been to one where the couples were not sincere in their desire to be united, forever. Luckily, I also have yet to have experienced the shock of any of those couples getting divorced.
I am wondering what I am going to do with myself once Steven leaves on Wednesday. It seems like it is a relatively simple thing, this filling of 16 hours and then sleeping, but it seems like quite an insurmountable task, day after day, right now. I know I have quite a few projects, the thorough scrubbing of the main room, my room, and bathroom to follow in the next few days... the transfer of my summer wardrobe into my room, a pile of sewing I have to do... reorganization of my room. However, I see these projects only sustaining me for a few weeks, and then?
I will fall into a pattern. I'm sure, come fall, I will find myself at a loss how to deal with being constantly surrounded by people. Adjustment periods are weird. However, I have rarely felt this completely alone before, and it has been a while since I have felt weary in this way.
Mer.
Yesterday, a friend I have had since I was a child was married. The ceremony was simple, and very, very genuine, as was their behavior toward each other. I love weddings. I have never been to one where the couples were not sincere in their desire to be united, forever. Luckily, I also have yet to have experienced the shock of any of those couples getting divorced.
I am wondering what I am going to do with myself once Steven leaves on Wednesday. It seems like it is a relatively simple thing, this filling of 16 hours and then sleeping, but it seems like quite an insurmountable task, day after day, right now. I know I have quite a few projects, the thorough scrubbing of the main room, my room, and bathroom to follow in the next few days... the transfer of my summer wardrobe into my room, a pile of sewing I have to do... reorganization of my room. However, I see these projects only sustaining me for a few weeks, and then?
I will fall into a pattern. I'm sure, come fall, I will find myself at a loss how to deal with being constantly surrounded by people. Adjustment periods are weird. However, I have rarely felt this completely alone before, and it has been a while since I have felt weary in this way.
Mer.