To all that
So as previously alluded to, I’d like to write, but I feel like because I’ve been incredibly remiss about writing and updating, I can’t discuss current events without catching up on the recent, unnarrated past, but it is nearly impossible to do so in any reasonable amount of effort, due to the fact that I’ve had all this time to ruminate and generate a rather large body of thoughts surrounding said events and that I’m compelled to commit to writing the entirety of my contemplations, despite the prohibitive length of such a post, and since I am unable to bring myself to actually writing it I just ignore it, which only adds to the already mountainous pile of Things I Want to Talk About But Don’t’ Have Time to Get Around To It, Things That I Need to Get Off My Chest Before I Can Talk About More Interesting and Current Affairs. So in the interests of bullet-biting, I’m just going to dump it down, without any sort of exposition or elaboration at all, and be done with it. Consider this… a mental purgative.
Florida. My family. Leaving Reese under the care of others for an entire month. 70-degree weather. Christmas and New Year. Frisbee in the park. 4-player video games. Parents sleeping on couches. Knee-high snow. Why she only ever calls when intoxicated. Seeing Gainesville one last time. Empty apartments. My old bed. Upstairs/Downstairs. Relatives. Formerly crazy cousins now quite normal; formerly normal cousins now crazy. Tempura-fried vegetables. Grandparents. Family spread out quite literally across the world. New shoes. Not wanting to come back to Chicago. Being glad to be back in Chicago. Moisturizer. Train rides. Champaign-Urbana. Ticking clocks. Future uncle. Crazy dogs. The palpable end of another life phase. Money and the lack thereof. Short days and Seasonal Affective Disorder. Shows and concerts. Books and more books. The el. Learning to deal with the cold all over again. Excitement over new classes. Having nothing to do. Feeling like my body will melt from disuse. Losing weight. Feeling incredibly lonely. Overcompensating zeal. New reasons to be happy. Return to old habits, good and bad. Meeting new people. Personal commitments. Finally biting the bullet, in many areas.
There. Much better. Regular posting to commence tomorrow.
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