ahhh, good people. I like the good ones, the ones that will do almost everything just so that we can do it together. Like, sit in a diner and talk about an alternate lifestyle, where we're free and no one has to wear a bra. Or, drive the foggy city around and wish we were headed to the 101. We say "do it" "let's do it" "ah, I wish" "it's gonna happen" "what should we do?" "let's go here". It felt simple again, it felt right and back to the basics where our biggest problem was deciding where to eat. Our biggest goal was to get to a city ten hours away, and our worst fear was what sits at the present time: separation.
It's hard when it feels so real for only a short time and then we must go back to auto-pilot to get to the next real moment. A family friend (who is rather bossy, yet successful) told me that my job is school and that I can't enjoy my life until I get through it. Bullshit. Because, I do enjoy my life, not for a long span of time, but I have these kinds of moments when school is on the back burner and I leave the kitchen to play. I leave my books in my trunk and cease to believe that I have a midterm tomorrow that I haven't even studied for. I skip class for these moments, sleep longer, play more, spend more money, and forget.
Now we're back to shuffling along until the moment when we can run: Thanksgiving. I can't wait for that moment, thank you for everything. Thank you for the breath of fresh air and the reminder that I still maintain the capacity to be completely satisfied with life.
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