Sacrament
This morning I overfilled my bowl of cereal. I gripped the bowl with two hands and took very careful steps towards my dining room table...oddly I was reminded of taking my first communion. It felt very ritualistic and important that I make it to the table without spilling nary a drop. How did such a mundane thing as trying to eat my fruity pebbles shift my mind back so far? I can't put enough emphasis on how strange of a moment it was, but how unique it is to my mind. The strangest things send me spiraling back to my past...a past that I have worked rigorously to overcome. Maybe some day I will elaborate more about that here. It is just odd to see all of those moments put to words...makes them too real.
On another note...Can someone please do something about the heat. Shit. I am a sun worshiper by nature but it is just too damn hot to even open the door to go outside. I am convinced that since I have moved here I have acquired seasonal depression during the summer. Not like people who live in the Pacific Northwest who get all depressed and mopey during the rainy season. I get depressed during the summer here because it is unbearable to do anything outdoors. I hate the SOUTH!! Everything about it ails me and I count the days until I move from here! I want four seasons and open minded people!
On another note...Can someone please do something about the heat. Shit. I am a sun worshiper by nature but it is just too damn hot to even open the door to go outside. I am convinced that since I have moved here I have acquired seasonal depression during the summer. Not like people who live in the Pacific Northwest who get all depressed and mopey during the rainy season. I get depressed during the summer here because it is unbearable to do anything outdoors. I hate the SOUTH!! Everything about it ails me and I count the days until I move from here! I want four seasons and open minded people!