I just got home. I walked again! And it feels nice, to have walked that great a distance. It gives me time for rumination. The resurfacing and re-evaluation of things which I’ve conveniently brushed aside.
Where am I? Who am I with? What am I doing?
Only then, when I’m completely immersed in thought, that I find comfort. Because although the sense of uncertainty remains foreboding, I can at least find solace in a handful of things. Friends I can run to whenever, and for whatever reason. And you, who continually gives me comfort that no one else is able to.
On other news: I should know where I stand. You don’t force the issue. It’s okay to be sad, aloof, or lonely. But that isn’t anyone else’s problem; it’s yours.
and repeatedly fail to accurately describe how I’m feeling as of this moment. To say that every fiber of my being sonorously rings elation is an understatement. No words, only pure emotion. If I could share this with other people, I would. It’s a wonderful, incomparable state of contentment with lots of bliss to spare. I only have my deepest gratitude to the one who’s able to make me feel this way. Gratitude, and so much love. So much.
My Friday’s and Saturday’s have been pretty eventful for the past two weeks, and I’m not complaining. Although I have to say that I’m feeling guilty over using Mo’s apartment as a contingency lodge. She even told me to bring clothes next time I go there, because you know no one wants to be around someone who hasn’t taken a bath yet.
This week I had found myself traveling to different parts of the Metro. It’s something that I have wanted to do, traveling. Granted that I’ve practically only gone in and out of various cities and buildings, I like seeing new things and going to new places. I’m inherently restless and new things keep me occupied. Greatly tiring week I must say, but enjoyable nonetheless.
Now I won’t go into detail because it has been brought to my attention that I speak of my life too liberally on this public blog. I do get to say that it was a lot more from what I’ve expected. I was so high on happy to the point of being disoriented enough to bump into people and trip on invisible things on the ground. Thanks a lot to you! HeeHee.
Saturday was once again an episode of breakfast with friends and going through pictures of the previous night. The cuddle weather gave the morning a sentimental feel to it. Like I’d vividly remember that Saturday for all eternity. Okay. I stayed until lunch before I went on my way home [huhu sad]. Once home I washed up and went to Charlie! He’s doing a lot better now, thank you.
It feels like it’s the first time that anybody’s ever brought the sun without the rain~
Today I was running late for my tutoring duties, naturally I was in a hurry to get to it. Although it was already 5pm the sun was still making my trek a lot less enjoyable, and inhaling fumes isn’t exactly one of my favorite things so I just wanted to get to their house as fast as possible. In fact, I was so absorbed in rushing to my tutor that I ran into a post.
Everybody within viewing distance of me:
It wasn’t that bad though, because I started laughing hysterically. I even forgot why I was rushing in the first place. And apparently that’s a cue for people to start laughing uninhibitedly too. Good job, Mr. Traffic Enforcer. Now how about paying attention to your job!
By dinner time, my tutee’s family fed me. OH MY LORD YOU PEOPLE SHOULD TRY EATING BROCCOLI WITH CHEESE SALSA DIP. Overall it was a pretty ~*healthy*~ meal. And it wouldn’t have been noteworthy if not for my duel to the death with a cockroach. Yes, during dinner. So while everyone was yelling and going batshit insane, I had to kill the damn thing. And I did. Everyone ate in peace.