I look out at the valley almost everyday. Sometimes it's covered by fog or rain, but most of the time I can see to the other end. It is where the sun rises, which I have yet to see emerge from the ground.
I am doing ropes course training. It is an excuse to be outside for 8 hours straight and do no homework. I like it a lot, soon I will have the highest paying work-study.
I took this sunset photo with my Mom and Susan, we were drinking coffee and eating chocolate in front of Latte Lounge. A woman walking a pig passed us during this moment. The pig was ugly, with a fat forehead that rolled over his eyes and hooves desperately needing a trim. Honestly, I want one.
Angela Adams. A joke with Jen.
Sometimes I feel like a traitor. I am capable of slipping in with a group that loves a specific things, like dungeons and dragons, the wilderness, sports, partying -even though I don't... I can never fully settle or identify, though I always fully appreciate the people and the moments shared. Am I wrong? Am I resisting? My roots are never permanent, am I too malleable? The roots I do have mostly reside within, but even those move occasionally. This is the muck of the self identity crises.
i think it's necessary (and a positive thing) to be able to fit in with and enjoy people who have different interests. even if you're friends with them, you don't have to adopt their specific interests if you don't want to. all of my friends here have really different interests from me -- most of them are science kids! but them being different from me doesn't mean that they're not great, and it doesn't mean that i have to start watching dr. who and going to sci-fi club, unless i want to. i know you know all of this already, but i thought i'd tell you anyway. how much are you getting paid?
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