MissBliss
I just changed light bulbs and cooked dinner. Paid bills. Called someone I hadn't spoken to in, what, almost 2 years now. Planned to have an adventure. Got done with one project, started another. Drinking black tea with almond soy milk and box wine. Planning plans, forgetting dates. Nothing seems better then my life. Could it be another? I smile to myself as I realize how stuck up that sounds, nothing seems better, but its all this making me happy. Paying for school, paying for the house, and taking advantage of what I am receiving. Feel old, tired, happy. Kick back, enjoy the rain, the tears. Damn, can't help but smiling. Listening to Billy Joel's Storm Front on an ancient tape.
It's been good to be here.
So, what's new. I'm going to rearrange my room, rid it once and for all of all the mouse memories. I have to finish my spanish summer school project over break - so tomorrow I've got to go to school again, and I work at the law school tomorrow too. I also have library fines to pay, checks to cash, and letters to send. And I like this. Could get used to it. I like having a home that feels like a home. Where I have a family. An extended one, where people show up from all across the country - people who have somehow managed to make it to Seattle via school, work, americorp, what have you. These people are part of me, that's for sure. I don't know what I would do without them, back in the two people to a room or one mom-dad-kids family to a house. It's bigger than that. I like sharing. It's amazing what reality does for you, and not just in the sense that I feel like an adult, but more in the sense that I feel like I am accomplishing things. This, all of it, isn't just for my future, it's for now. I'm not worrying about what will become of me, because I know that I'm on the right path. It'll happen, it'll fall into place. Photo classes, real history classes, friends that span generations, making connections with people who like to do the same sort of work that I do. Maybe I'll be successful, maybe I'll have something grand to show for myself, but I'll be happy with just a real life. I can't doubt that. I may not know where I'm going, but I know what I'm doing.
And now, off.
It's been good to be here.
So, what's new. I'm going to rearrange my room, rid it once and for all of all the mouse memories. I have to finish my spanish summer school project over break - so tomorrow I've got to go to school again, and I work at the law school tomorrow too. I also have library fines to pay, checks to cash, and letters to send. And I like this. Could get used to it. I like having a home that feels like a home. Where I have a family. An extended one, where people show up from all across the country - people who have somehow managed to make it to Seattle via school, work, americorp, what have you. These people are part of me, that's for sure. I don't know what I would do without them, back in the two people to a room or one mom-dad-kids family to a house. It's bigger than that. I like sharing. It's amazing what reality does for you, and not just in the sense that I feel like an adult, but more in the sense that I feel like I am accomplishing things. This, all of it, isn't just for my future, it's for now. I'm not worrying about what will become of me, because I know that I'm on the right path. It'll happen, it'll fall into place. Photo classes, real history classes, friends that span generations, making connections with people who like to do the same sort of work that I do. Maybe I'll be successful, maybe I'll have something grand to show for myself, but I'll be happy with just a real life. I can't doubt that. I may not know where I'm going, but I know what I'm doing.
And now, off.