Aug 09, 2006 19:34
The dusk of summer is in the air. It can be felt in the evenings now. As September draws near, I realize that I'm pretty excited. I'm in several good courses a semester this year, and it's my last year of my undergraduate degree. I thought, having finished my honours this past spring, that I would take it easy and have lots of time on my hands. Maybe I could've had a played things differently. As it is, I've found myself using my free time not doing all the things I thought I would, but rather doing research reading. I have to apply for grad schools this fall, and after years of back and forth musing, I finally feel like I've found a very broad topic that is, with some trimming, even close to what I can see myself studying into the future.
I've surprised myself with my solitary nature this summer, and I found myself mulling it over and over in my mind. My reclusiveness has little to do with the people around me, and more to do with the fact that with every book I read, I want more - more ideas, more debate. It's like I've started digging a pit, and the more I dig, the more there is to find. Perhaps I actually work better with a full school and work schedule. It makes me focus on specific things, people, and ideas in an organized fashion rather than feel like I'm developing academic and creative ADD.
This summer, I've felt mortal more than I have in a long time. Judging from the news, it seems to be more than just me.