Cities, Dreams, Wands
Don't have too much time to update, but upating nonetheless. Fall Break was really good. Though I was sick for some of the time, it helped me stay in bed a little longer and relax a little better. I needed a break from school. It's pretty hectic around here. Chicago was great as always. I really enjoy it there, especially in the autumn. I like how the yellow leaves play off the yellow street lights. It's a fun place with interesting beauty. Very electic. There's just something about walking around the city amid the brisk air. I like the sound of my boots against the worn pavement. I love crossing the streets with my bestfriend. Everyone is milling about thinking their own thoughts, taking their own pictures, dreaming about different memories. The city is very young in a way. It's a romantic place. I think cities are built on ideas, which entices me. Also, I just love the diversity; the up for anything vibe that radiates. You can order food at 4 in the morning and no one thinks this is weird. Just a regular thing on a regular day. Really, it's a fantastic place. So much to see and do!
So I got back and started asking all these questions because everyone was asking me questions and maybe I was getting a little annoyed with myself that I didn't have any answers. But I realized it's okay not to know too. Afterall, we're only 20. And life is going to come whether you have a plan or not. Which is both thrilling and scary, but also comforting. Being in Christina's apartment, I felt like her real life was starting. Soon she will be working and making brillant masterpieces and actually living her dreams, and I guess I just wanted to be part of that. I wanted a real place to live, not a dorm room and a plastic mattress. I want to start living my own fantasies. The thing is, they're not even outrageous. I dream about waking up in my own kitchen and talking to someone over morning coffee. I dream about a career that makes me happy. I dream about being with someone who knows me and who I know-that being all we really need to get us through the days to come. Our passion makes the ordinary exciting. I had a dream about my mother last night probably because I'm fighting with her. She just kept waving this wand and telling me not to rush it. So I'm not rushing it. Whatever dreams come, they'll come. And I'll be here. Waiting to live them all out, eager to take them on. I don't know why my mom had a wand, but sometimes she is magic.
Have a fall-icious week. Love, J