With a lease signed and monies sent off, I no longer feel the dread of not knowing where i may be within a month. Instead I look about my apartment and can only think of what i could be missing.
The checklist begin. Suitcases and boxes are slowly replacing my living room, and only a white bed reminds me that this same place is what I once called home and laid my head down.
But as it goes...I never really found a place that I call home.
After an afternoon of perhaps wishful thinking, I'm brought down to an atmosphere where my summer heart hasn't caught up to reality. Some how it all gets summed up by (of course) the same someone's JM:
So much wasted in the afternoon
So much sacred in the month of June
How bout you....
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will pay no mind
When it won't and it won't because it can't
It just can't
It's not supposed to....
Cause I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you there.
Amazing how we find things to mark the passing of time. For some, the beginning and end of a term marks the passage. Still other the seasons or holidays. As I awoke this morning I realized one of my measures of time, was the visits I make to "the Village", visiting and caring for the homes and children that are not my own.
This morning marks another year, and another summer.
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Saturday, January 28, 2006
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Booooo on Doctors So I have this headache that wont go away... the doctor does her thing...open your mouth, roll your neck, diets, meds, blah.... She tells me I'm "stressed," I laugh. Um I'm in grad school. I run a national campaign for my organization, and I teach 6 and 7 years...Are you kidding I'm not stressed, I'm LIVING! Anywhoo....I say "the headache" she says "Ibprophen" No computer, reading, or exposure to loudness.... WOW--I'm so glad I live in the world.... I'll be vegging out and "de-stressing" this weekend :-) 6:18 PM - 2 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove |
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