Every Step is Moving Me Up
I've had a hard week adjusting back to D.C. life.
I had an entirely lovely break with lots of traveling, snow, good friends and love. I went to see Maggie twice and spent all of last week with her and her mom in St. Johnsbury. We got to stay in the same room, cook all of our meals together, read next to the stove, drink tea, ski, go for walks under a moon that waxed into full while I was there... So generally it was wonderful.
When I was at home I spent time with Alex, Sally, Laura, Mary and Chris + baby, and even caught up with quite a few Holy Child friends. I hung out with my mom a lot and helped out since she could barely hold anything in her hands.
Now that I'm back, however, everything is sort of weighing on my mind. My mom's surgery was Tuesday and it lasted twice as long as was expected but everything seems to have gone well. I'm seeing her on Friday. I absolutely hate the idea of her lying on an operating table opened up with people peering at her insides.
I'm really sick of GW. I love my friends and classes but I just don't want to be around the rest of the people anymore. I don't want to be in this city. Everyone is so into how they look, their jobs, and where they're going. It's just not what I want for my life right now. I want something new and people who think a bit more like me.
Lots of Vermont friends may or may not be coming this weekend for the inauguration but in true gay fashion they're being flakey about the whole thing and I'm not sure how it will work out.
Something I was really looking forward to next month was canceled last night which is just kind of the cherry on top. Oof.
Hopefully now that I've written all that down I can stop moping. I really need to shake this mood.
I had an entirely lovely break with lots of traveling, snow, good friends and love. I went to see Maggie twice and spent all of last week with her and her mom in St. Johnsbury. We got to stay in the same room, cook all of our meals together, read next to the stove, drink tea, ski, go for walks under a moon that waxed into full while I was there... So generally it was wonderful.
When I was at home I spent time with Alex, Sally, Laura, Mary and Chris + baby, and even caught up with quite a few Holy Child friends. I hung out with my mom a lot and helped out since she could barely hold anything in her hands.
Now that I'm back, however, everything is sort of weighing on my mind. My mom's surgery was Tuesday and it lasted twice as long as was expected but everything seems to have gone well. I'm seeing her on Friday. I absolutely hate the idea of her lying on an operating table opened up with people peering at her insides.
I'm really sick of GW. I love my friends and classes but I just don't want to be around the rest of the people anymore. I don't want to be in this city. Everyone is so into how they look, their jobs, and where they're going. It's just not what I want for my life right now. I want something new and people who think a bit more like me.
Lots of Vermont friends may or may not be coming this weekend for the inauguration but in true gay fashion they're being flakey about the whole thing and I'm not sure how it will work out.
Something I was really looking forward to next month was canceled last night which is just kind of the cherry on top. Oof.
Hopefully now that I've written all that down I can stop moping. I really need to shake this mood.