Things are good. Definitely, there's an impending sense of permanent change, as college approaches, but it's given me reasons to reflect. I've taken twelve plane rides since last summer, more than the rest of my life put together. This is more for personal reference than entertainment, and likely poorly written; a respite synopsis thus far.
I had a bunch of things I wanted to write, but I've just internet-surfed most my thoughts away. I do remember, it was something about wanting close friends with few responsibilities to hang out with all the time. This is a common casualty of the gap year and perhaps of being an only-child-night-owl, and I am easily overwhelmed in social situations, but still, it might be nice. Two full-grown adult men have consulted me for my digits in the outside world, and I thought it was weird; it's put me in a very strange head-space both times. Then, I considered maybe they're just bored too, but instead of complaining at the internet, take a more proactive approach. It makes me uncomfortable because they are the real world; I'm of courting age (the second one asked for my ID, to make sure, and my "exact" birthdate...), which means I'm old. EUCK. Furthermore, it brings the concept of gender roles into focus, or at least my focus, since I feel like I just figured out what this whole feminism thing is. If genders are unequal, they must first be set apart, and in my platonic-liberal-SIMS 3-bubble, they never mattered much. Then, boom, you got men telling you you're a woman, and there's something so repulsive about those words that I want to delete them and lick a metal spoon. You know the feeling. I don't feel like any rights have been violated, but these interactions were incredibly annoying. All I wanted was a small container of butter for my loaf of Chinese bread. I wound up squishing half the loaf in consternation and eating the rest of it because carbs are most inoffensive food. I did get a whole stick of butter for only 75 cents, but now I can never go back to that deli, and it's on my block. The worst part is how my brain is now full of unrelenting and petty thoughts. I should be learning something, especially because my computer fucked up 15 pages of research; I was just about to start the Cambrian Explosion, and now I'm back at the Big Bang. You know what isn't petty? The sky. Here's 2016 in sky pictures: I had a really nice dinner and my first official driving lesson today, but in keeping with the general sentiment,
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