Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
no one's grass was greener than ours was.

Thoughts from an email I wrote about this weekend and what a good thing college-times still prove to be.

The weekend left me with a bittersweet taste in my mouth. I truly enjoyed myself - and perhaps Saturday afternoon watching the game show network and dinner, well, it's been the best part of the last month. it's reassuring that that feeling probably won't change, but it forces me to recognize what's missing from my life right now... and in just about all respects, things are good, not great. This weekend things seemed confident and well-put-together, it's hard to give that up.

I guess this post-college slump is just ugly: even when you get the job or the location figured out, it's just one piece in the mosaic - there are plenty of other worries - like friends, what you do for fun, and how you end up becoming the person you want to be in the process.


posted by lmjasinski at 10:59 PM