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Think I’m Going For a Walk Now Feel a Little Unsteady

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Sorry for the lack of real update lately, there’s been some excessive tumult in my family, which I will not be posting here for privacy reasons.  I’m just not down with putting my complete soul out there on display online, even though I’m pretty sure I know everyone who’s ever read this thing (but then, I could be very very wrong).  At any rate, the tumult is on a need-to-know basis.  

I had a happy discovery yesterday when I discovered that my toilet seat is not attached with heavy duty adhesive, but rather, with hidden bolts.  Which means that on Monday Jessica and I will go on a quest for a toilet seat that not only consists of a seat, but *gasp* a lid, so I can keep the atomized toilet germs out of my apartment and off my toothbrush and such.  Also, I’d really prefer to have that safeguard against dropping things into the toilet (again, I fear for my toothbrush).

Today I had my first lazy day in a month.  I didn’t shower until 3pm and didn’t get dressed for being in public until 9pm, when I headed over to a visit another friend on campus and watch a movie.  I spent the day catching up on my pro-practice reading and attempting to get ahead there, so I can focus on other homework, and doing some drawing.  

My walk over to Dinan tonight was fantastic.  It was warm and soft out, there were few people about, and the sounds of Stereophonics filled my ears.  I really enjoy the time I spend with my headphones on, wandering about, particularly in
the evening and after dark, because things seem so much more mysterious and intriguing than in the daytime with the hustle and bustle.  

I’ve been trying to force myself to really settle into my little pseudo-apartment.  I finally unpacked the rest of my dishes and sorted through those, now there’s some other areas that really need organizing and several boxes that still need unpacking actually.  I think that my biggest block against getting settled is that the more settled I get the more attachment I build to this place and the harder that I will find it to leave in the spring.  Anyway, I’m trying not to dwell on that, I’m just going to keep on, keepin’ on, but this semester is already flying by.  Some days I would like to slow time just a little bit, so that it doesn’t feel like it is racing past me.  And then I realize that as fast as it’s going it is still my responsibility to enjoy it to its fullest, which is why I do think like walk slowly in the dark, wrapped in my music, smelling the air, and memorizing the place that has helped me grow for 4 years now…

On that note, I’m to sleep…To sleep perchance to dream, aye, there’s
the rub for in that sleep of death what dreams may come…

               

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