Sunday, 3
Give me a sign
For some reason, today feels like I have crammed a whole week's worth of days into the 14 hours I've been awake.
It's one of those days when I have a thousand things to say, but the persons I would say them to are unavailable/unreachable/not picking up on my psychic messages.
Alas - to have all this energy.
Winter weather
Naturally, it's only after confidently saying that I will, will spring weather here by refusing to unpack my winter clothes that we get snow:
Saturday, 2
If you only knew
Mother Nature has decided to play a belated April fool's joke with the snow-turn-rain that is keeping me in my room. Days like today make me uncomfortable; the world seems to lose its hum of energy with the grey weather, while I still find myself filled with secret smiles about things I dare not name here.
I have spent hours sitting at my window (re)reading Shakespeare’s Roman plays for my take-home final; enough that earlier today I worryingly managed to use 'alas', 'alack', 'woe', and 'fie' at least once in a ten-minute phone conversation having nothing to do with school.
Between acts I have found myself watching the cars and pedestrians stopped at the traffic lights outside my window. I wonder what they are thinking while they are waiting for the light to change?
How can the day be so quiet when my mind is racing?
Thursday, 31
Be still my heart
"It feels like highschool and we are skipping class," Vee said to me as we lay on the picnic tables in Waterloo park.
"This is exactly the kind of day that I don't want to take for granted," I replied.
While the day was windy, between the clouds the sun was warm. It did feel like we were in highschool again, and so feeling reckless and happy I spilt all my secrets. Vee laughed at my blushing.
People came and ate lunch at the tables around us, then left in search of a sweater or a place out of the wind, and we just stayed and talked.
Today is one of those days that I wish I could just bottle up and carry around to remind me how wonderful things can be.
Tuesday, 29
Spring at last!
With the fresh air and warm sun, I couldn't sit inside today and study. So I took out my camera and headed to Waterloo Park to take some photographs. Hopefully they convey even just a little of the beautiful weather I don't have words to describe at the moment.
While combined I took over a hundred photographs on the digital and SLR (most on the digital as I don't have THAT much money for developing), I am confident that the 'real' photographs will be the nicer ones. I will have to wait and see.
The first real day of spring:
Continue reading "Spring at last!"
Monday, 28
Come pick me up, take me out - I'm BORED
Today, at approximately 9:25 I finished my last piece of course work for this term, marking the end of course work for my entire third year of university. It was a presentation on the operations of the surgery department at Mount Sinai Hospital in Toronto. I thought it went fairly well apart from the look of disgust when we mentioned that two of the measures of quality were the death rate and infection rate (true).
While it feels fantastic to be done with course work, it feels like a huge let down. At 9:26 this morning I failed to remember a single one of those things that I had complained about not being able to do all term.
I:
- Came home
- Vacuumed
- Finished filing my papers
- Finished yesterday's spring cleaning (oh the stuff I own!)
- Made lunch
- Did my flat-mates dishes
- Collected and took out all the garbage and recycling
- Dusted
- Read part of Anthony and Cleopatra
- Napped
That only got me until 2pm. So I packed up some stuff and went for a long walk, passed through the school looking for anyone, checked for our ICE week mark, wandered and did groceries.
I quite obviously, have no idea what to do with all this time.
