Hey gang. So after a week that included midterms, a stomach virus, postponed midterms, frozen planes and delayed flights, I am finally on vacation. And just in time too, because I'm pretty sure a few more days of stress like that would have actually triggered some sort of breakdown.
You know how there are certain feelings that you wait for, and know exactly how they will feel, and when they finally happen you just want to sit still for a moment and block out the world? Because even though it has happened before and will happen again, each time seems, for an instant, like the most special thing that will ever happen to you.
These feelings include:
- finally submitting that essay that has been plaguing you for weeks
- standing outside at night, watching the snow fall in big soft flakes from the sky
- the ache in your stomach from laughing until you almost run out of oxygen
-stretching out in bed on a Sunday morning, knowing you don't have to get up anytime soon
-getting slobbery puppy kisses after months of pet-deprivation
-the delay between making eye contact across a room with someone you've been missing, and the moment you finally get to hug them
...among other things.
I sometimes try and freeze these moments in my mind, take an emotion-picture, if you will, so that I can remember them in crisp detail when things aren't going so well. Of course, this never really works. And until science perfects the downloading of our minds into computer chips (or the digital pensieve, as I like to call it), we will just have to be content with knowing. Because knowing that these moments exist is what keeps us going - it's what gets us from the darkest times all the way to the light.
And that means that even though things are often far, far, from ok, as long as we know that ok is out there, we can keep on going.
I hope that anyone else who is not-ok remembers that there are puppy kisses out there - you just have to hang in there.
Goodnight, bloglings
I don't get puppy kisses for another nine days :(. My brother is going to Cuba for a week, and we all convinced him it would be best to kennel Rambo. So he dropped him off today, but the person he is leaving the puppy with is also training the dog while he is there. So maybe the next time Rambo visits he won't bite my arm. But he won't visit until next Wednesday at the earliest, since my brother's flight lands late next Tuesday. It's frustrating since I have four midterms the two weeks after the break, plus my grandfather is really sick right now - in the hospital. So I totally understand how you were feeling last week. Let's hope the rest of this term is much more awesome.
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