Like sand in your teeth, these are the days of MY life...
Besides the green belt and the thunderstorms, the thing I miss the most about Austin, Texas, is my closet. I had this enormous walk-in closet, probably eight feet by eight feet, which to a thirteen-year-old is the size of a damn house. I used to sit in there when I was sad or lonely or not feeling well, and it was like this bright white cave filled with all the things I loved to wear. Sometimes I would wake up really early, just like today, on a morning like this--it was more likely I'd stayed up all night, honestly--and sit in the bottom of the closet, just smiling. I don't know what it was about that closet, but it was the calmest place I've ever been alone with myself.
There aren't any cars out on the street yet and the world is still glowing kind of golden and soft. I like being up this early, honestly. I often wish I was more of a morning person because this is a really soothing, calming time to be awake. Plus, I seem to wax so much more philosophical in the mornings. As I type this, kids are beginning to appear on the corner, waiting for the bus. I can't believe it's September already!
I feel like I should go back to bed, but I'm so hungry, and now I sort of feel an obligation to be awake. So I guess I'll just go look at cat macros and fondly reminisce over the lovely places in Austin I used to like to wander around. Maybe breakfast, soon.
Today I will go to the library and pick up all the books I put on hold yesterday. Whoever invented the system in which I can spend four hours on the computer placing holds on interesting books (shit, you should have seen all the Amazon windows I had open at the same time) (and also, Everett Public Library's collection is very lacking. I could find next to nothing on cults of the seventies!) must have had me in mind. I'm so stoked! I'll go do that at ten, since I think that's when the library opens.
I have gotten so bad at livejournal!
There aren't any cars out on the street yet and the world is still glowing kind of golden and soft. I like being up this early, honestly. I often wish I was more of a morning person because this is a really soothing, calming time to be awake. Plus, I seem to wax so much more philosophical in the mornings. As I type this, kids are beginning to appear on the corner, waiting for the bus. I can't believe it's September already!
I feel like I should go back to bed, but I'm so hungry, and now I sort of feel an obligation to be awake. So I guess I'll just go look at cat macros and fondly reminisce over the lovely places in Austin I used to like to wander around. Maybe breakfast, soon.
Today I will go to the library and pick up all the books I put on hold yesterday. Whoever invented the system in which I can spend four hours on the computer placing holds on interesting books (shit, you should have seen all the Amazon windows I had open at the same time) (and also, Everett Public Library's collection is very lacking. I could find next to nothing on cults of the seventies!) must have had me in mind. I'm so stoked! I'll go do that at ten, since I think that's when the library opens.
I have gotten so bad at livejournal!