Update (On Life)
Essentially, my life has been progressing on one path that it has been on for the last year or so.
As I predicted, the commencement of the new academic year has called all personal relationships into question. I feel some have already been abandoned by the mutual, albeit never stated, consent of both parties. Others have mitigated their intensity to a great extent, watering friendships down to casual acquaintanceships. Yet a few others have passed through a gamut of emotional and intellectual tests to emerge as something neither necessarily better nor worse, but different. However, I need to state that I honestly am alright with many of these changes. If you want to maintain a friendship, you do so. If you inherently want it to fade away, it does so. So, basically, if you've seen or heard from me at all in the last week or two, its because I want to maintain the established relationship between us. I promise.
Concurrently, a new force seems to have taken form in my life. It is, as best as I can explain it, a drive to do as much as possible. I want to, essentially, do anything and everything possible to fill my life. I can't explain it and I can't shake it - basically, I feel like I could be doing more with my life than I am. I know that may be totally irrational, but there it is. I think the establishment of a new routine will assuage this, and the upcoming trip to London will also do wonders.
My mother comes on Thursday. We will discuss my jaunting about Europe for the Spring. I'm starting a list of places I want to go.
Currently:
Scotland
Ireland
Moscow - anyone who knows of the Rammstein song, my obsession with Eastern European post-modern trashiness, my preference for Vodka, or anyone who has been graced in life by Stephen Cohen will understand.
The Netherlands and/or Belgium - Of all the places they visited in Europe, my parents liked this area the best - ie, I am not going there just for the fact that I could commit suicide via indulgence.
Note: We Malarks travel fast. In one day, my sister, my parents and I visited Westminster, The Tower, The British Museum, and St. Paul's. At that rate, I will tear Europe apart.
As I predicted, the commencement of the new academic year has called all personal relationships into question. I feel some have already been abandoned by the mutual, albeit never stated, consent of both parties. Others have mitigated their intensity to a great extent, watering friendships down to casual acquaintanceships. Yet a few others have passed through a gamut of emotional and intellectual tests to emerge as something neither necessarily better nor worse, but different. However, I need to state that I honestly am alright with many of these changes. If you want to maintain a friendship, you do so. If you inherently want it to fade away, it does so. So, basically, if you've seen or heard from me at all in the last week or two, its because I want to maintain the established relationship between us. I promise.
Concurrently, a new force seems to have taken form in my life. It is, as best as I can explain it, a drive to do as much as possible. I want to, essentially, do anything and everything possible to fill my life. I can't explain it and I can't shake it - basically, I feel like I could be doing more with my life than I am. I know that may be totally irrational, but there it is. I think the establishment of a new routine will assuage this, and the upcoming trip to London will also do wonders.
My mother comes on Thursday. We will discuss my jaunting about Europe for the Spring. I'm starting a list of places I want to go.
Currently:
Scotland
Ireland
Moscow - anyone who knows of the Rammstein song, my obsession with Eastern European post-modern trashiness, my preference for Vodka, or anyone who has been graced in life by Stephen Cohen will understand.
The Netherlands and/or Belgium - Of all the places they visited in Europe, my parents liked this area the best - ie, I am not going there just for the fact that I could commit suicide via indulgence.
Note: We Malarks travel fast. In one day, my sister, my parents and I visited Westminster, The Tower, The British Museum, and St. Paul's. At that rate, I will tear Europe apart.