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.

 
This is a toughie

Maybe my emotions were triggered by the series end of Dawson's Creek, which I watched a day late via video, but was pleased with Joey's choice, just upset that so much of the grand finale was devoted to the loathsome, Jen, but anyway, today just seemed like a hard day to swallow. I am glad that Justin finally has his reason to run screaming for the California coastline, even if it is sudden. Then it just seems like everyone is coming to a different crossroads - and I refuse to subject my life / friends to the "journey" imagery so completely overused on television shows like the Bachelor - but it just feels like graduation is really here. We're scurrying away from New England and really finding our strides. It's an exciting thing to watch - to watch people come into their own. Forgive the premature weepy goodbyes, but I think that I am in for the closure I've looked for, and now that one thing is finally, formally and officially ending - I am probably in for a whole new set of surprises as I go onto something new, not evening knowing what to expect.

Again I've put off my packing until the last possible minute - and I need to process two laundry baskets worth of clean laundry to then decide what I need to get through the next week - what I need is just about everything, a wardrobe fit for a queen, and enough linens and health and beauty aids to turn a bare room into something resembling home, because if there is one time you shouldn't feel like a travelling stranger, it's when you are at a place that's been home for a very long time. I can remember that we had a whole slew of events I hadn't planned for last year and that was hard enough to get through with a full closet, it's much harder to pack for a visit and be prepared for whatever comes my way. Just the same, I can't wait to get the hell out of dodge.

That being said, let's hope for remembering everything I could possibly need, and I am unplugging the computer until I get to Midd - so you'll just have to sit tight until then.
posted by lmjasinski at 9:44 PM