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chrisanne's entry has me nostalgic, focusing on home and taking it for granted.
i took the lake, my home, for granted pretty much the whole time i lived there. this past summer i realized how beautiful it really is, how nice it is to just go down there and watch the sunset. i used to go down in the early morning when no one was there, before it got too hot, and just sit and stare at the water. save dragonflies and damselflies from their wet wings on the dock. throw a stick into the water for lola and watch her leap off of the dock. find rocks for her to dig around the sand. this summer i tried to make it down there for sunset as much as possible, but my work schedule didn't give me much room to do so.
instead, when gretchen and i were working, we would make a point to take a break at sunset from dinner clean up and go out back to grassy pond. somehow the sunset was always more beautiful from grassy pond. it's completely serene, there are no cabins or houses or boats. it could look like there was absolutely nothing exceptional about the sunset from out the kitchen door, but once you crossed the parking lot and walked down the path through the woods and stepped onto the cement dam by the waterfall, the colors of the sunset would explode. gretchen would take her shoes off and wade, and i'd just sit on the smoking bench and watch the sunset. i brought my camera a few times to take pictures.
now i'm sitting in the apartment, my apartment, our apartment. listening to modest mouse. mark just fixed his bike, he's in the extra bedroom on his computer. my homework's semi-done. we'll go to bed soon. most of the time i think i've never, ever been happier. everything is just so nice :) but, i wish i could go back to watch the sunset every now and then, without having to travel two hours both ways.
my mom is having the hardest time with this move for me, i can tell. i don't know how to comfort her, other than to let her know things are going well now and then. it's hard to talk to her about things like that sometimes. we only have heart-to-hearts when it's late at night, when dad's in bed, and andrew's out. usually i go to bed early, and don't sit and talk to her anymore. i miss it. when my sister comes to visit she and my mom stay up really, really late catching up, and i know that i'll do the same some day too. but it's sad to think that i don't really live there anymore. i might be getting my address legally changed to my current address when i get my license renewed in december. i don't know, it just makes things feel more permanent, which is good and bad. bad like when veronika got her license plate changed to West Virginia :(
*shrug*
the most beautiful song in the world (right now): challengers by new pornographers. mark and i sing it together :) it's the only song we can sing in the same key.