Hi there. My name is Flake. How are you?
Theres just something about summertime that completely inspires me. It keeps me up later at night. It makes me more friendly. It makes me more social. It makes things seem more possible somehow. It's okay to wear pigtails in my hair everyday, and every outfit looks better with flip-flops. I rarely have to wake up to the harsh sound of the alarm, 'cause the sunlight coming through the window of my bedroom is bright enough on it's own to wake me. I skip cooking dinner and eat ice cream instead.
About the only word that can be used to characterize this summer for me is change. C-H-A-N-G-E. Yup. Just about everything in my life has changed in some way or another over the past 6 weeks. So terribly vague, but it's the truth. Even Sunday as I was trying on a pair of funky-looking, sporty kind-of euro-clogs (for lack of a better description), I had to ask the salesperson for a size 7! I've worn a size 5 1/2 or 6 since the 5th grade!
Anyway, I'm feeling good about the changes, but I'm just a tad concerned as well. I've "adjusted" all too quickly, and it's making me wonder if I've really even adjusted at all. All I know is that I've been frolicking around in the sunlight, and partying deep into the early morning hours while pulling off 10 hour work days and I don't know if the impact of all of theses changes has really hit yet. Or am I doing all of this to avoid the feelings I may have? Things just seem too easy now, too good, and I'm either becoming increasingly more pessimistic or I'm just learning how to adapt to new situations at light-speed. I hope it's the latter.
I've been avoiding telephone calls, I haven't been returning emails, and I haven't been updating my paper or livejournal 'cause I've just been "too busy". It's like if anything requires me to go into too much thought, I'm easily distracted and my attention span is severely strained. I HATE that. I feel like I'm blowing people off, like I'm just flitting around, and that's not my style. I've been having a great time this summer, but I've really nothing to show for it, except for a few empty liquor bottles and a thick layer of resin.
So many things to write about, so many things I should be focusing on and attempting to document the experience, but I haven't.
YET.
I want to, I will...
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*sigh*
About the only word that can be used to characterize this summer for me is change. C-H-A-N-G-E. Yup. Just about everything in my life has changed in some way or another over the past 6 weeks. So terribly vague, but it's the truth. Even Sunday as I was trying on a pair of funky-looking, sporty kind-of euro-clogs (for lack of a better description), I had to ask the salesperson for a size 7! I've worn a size 5 1/2 or 6 since the 5th grade!
Anyway, I'm feeling good about the changes, but I'm just a tad concerned as well. I've "adjusted" all too quickly, and it's making me wonder if I've really even adjusted at all. All I know is that I've been frolicking around in the sunlight, and partying deep into the early morning hours while pulling off 10 hour work days and I don't know if the impact of all of theses changes has really hit yet. Or am I doing all of this to avoid the feelings I may have? Things just seem too easy now, too good, and I'm either becoming increasingly more pessimistic or I'm just learning how to adapt to new situations at light-speed. I hope it's the latter.
I've been avoiding telephone calls, I haven't been returning emails, and I haven't been updating my paper or livejournal 'cause I've just been "too busy". It's like if anything requires me to go into too much thought, I'm easily distracted and my attention span is severely strained. I HATE that. I feel like I'm blowing people off, like I'm just flitting around, and that's not my style. I've been having a great time this summer, but I've really nothing to show for it, except for a few empty liquor bottles and a thick layer of resin.
So many things to write about, so many things I should be focusing on and attempting to document the experience, but I haven't.
YET.
I want to, I will...
l
a
t
e
r
.
*sigh*