And my mom and Alexis get in the black jeep on this airy and overcast morning. i know they'll drive away to see Alex compete and possibly move to the finals in rowing competitions.They drove three hours into the mountains to my school, and now theyre going to a city to see him compete.
Life is pulling together again. I feel more connected. I love how focused my mom is, and how happy and knowledgable. The feeling of being lost and the paranoia subside.
So I'm going home in two or so weeks and I am looking forward to it. Next year is as yet still undecided, but...the prospects are not so muddy; they are optimistic. If I stay in connecticut and take a year off from school, I will be working.
THe summer looks good; wither working in a small business chocolate shop or as an art teacher getting paid $30 to $40 an hour. Not too shabby. None too shabby at all, friend.
I made the decision that im worth being thin. take that as you will, and dont get touchy.
I'm going to the bank now, to deposit that $230 i made last night.
I wouldnt mind a year off from hartwick. It is my life, and i dont need to get entrenched in debt to this...mediocre institution. For what? The social life? The credits?
We'll see how this goes, how i'm wrapping up my education. but at any rate i am optimistic, and i am one student the system will not push hopelessly into the poor house. We are too clever for that.
I might miss justin, but time away will not detract from what we've had or how we've loved. The next stage is upon us, and I'mm not about to stay here just for him. MAybe time apart is the next step anyhow.
well, time to return to figuring this through.
the end.
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