I thought today was a lovely day.
I didn't do much, which was the best part of it. I forgot how it felt like to not do much, and not feel guilty.
The film 'The Killing Fields' has been sitting at the edge of my table since pre-Promos and I kept promising myself that I'd watch it, and I did. It's so heartwrenching to even imagine that such a thing could happen. And perhaps having been to Cambodia helped because I could associate them to what we saw at Tuol Sleng. But most of all, I guess it hit home mostly because I felt somewhat ashamed that I occasionally question why I keep going on service learning trips. And if everything will be worth it, and not to mention the incessant reminders of my need to prioritize and be more forward-looking and start exploring other options and beautify my portfolio...
But you know what? I guess not. If anything, this show only renewed my sense of purpose. I want to go back, and I also want to see ball boy and Ben 10 so badly.
Oh a less nostalgic note, I caught the loveliest sunset today. I am so proud of myself for googling 'sunset time' and making it to Lower Peirce with my sis and my dad and and and ahhhhhh. :") I thought my day ended quite perfectly.