Coming home from sunning California where people were happy to see me was a painful experience, to say the least. Within a day, I was plunged back into the usual routine, and grudgingly re-accepted my lowly place of emailing, phoning, and bookkeeping under this overcast sky.
On a more positive note, also since coming back, I have been slightly (and by slightly, I mean, not so slightly) obsessed with Ingrid Michaelson. You might recognize her music from Grey's Anatomy episodes and Old Navy commercials. And if you haven't heard her sweet voice, you must do so right now.
[12 March, 2008]
Two
Drawer: ink n feather 0 sighs or salutations
February:
snow-covered branches hang low
in a dome-like canopy
over the street, quiet and peaceful
life, withdrawn from the latest storm,
as am I, cocooned behind a frozen frame,
watch the still, magical landscape
and there is nothing left to do
but to wait
for the spring to come
snow-covered branches hang low
in a dome-like canopy
over the street, quiet and peaceful
life, withdrawn from the latest storm,
as am I, cocooned behind a frozen frame,
watch the still, magical landscape
and there is nothing left to do
but to wait
for the spring to come
[04 March, 2008]
Westward ho 2.
Drawer: life equinoctial, Pursuing. higher. Delusions. 1 sighs or salutations
Well, St. Francis, here I come.
You are now looking at (or reading the words of, rather) an accepted PhD student at a cool psychology school in San Francisco. Yes, despite the lack of a suit and a pierced nose, I blew those Californians out of the water with my madd skillz.
Things here are sunny and friendly and perfect. Cali is just as chilled out and funky as you think it is. Gay people holding hands skipping down the street and all. Today, I spent the day at the Golden Gate park watching little turtles basking in the sun. There were real life calla lilies and puppies playing.
I could get used to this.
You are now looking at (or reading the words of, rather) an accepted PhD student at a cool psychology school in San Francisco. Yes, despite the lack of a suit and a pierced nose, I blew those Californians out of the water with my madd skillz.
Things here are sunny and friendly and perfect. Cali is just as chilled out and funky as you think it is. Gay people holding hands skipping down the street and all. Today, I spent the day at the Golden Gate park watching little turtles basking in the sun. There were real life calla lilies and puppies playing.
I could get used to this.
Westward ho.
Drawer: life equinoctial 0 sighs or salutations
I am in San Francisco and I am pumped with vitamins and adrenaline and I am ready to take on the city.
Which, by the way, is more beautiful and funky than I imagined. Here, the sun shines and the grass is green. People are laid-back, open-minded, and friendly. Life just seems easier.
I could live here, I could. That is, as soon as I get over having to go to a private professional school instead of the collegiate atmosphere I've always aspired to. It will ultimately train me for the job I will love, give me great connections in the city, DAMMIT.
Which, by the way, is more beautiful and funky than I imagined. Here, the sun shines and the grass is green. People are laid-back, open-minded, and friendly. Life just seems easier.
I could live here, I could. That is, as soon as I get over having to go to a private professional school instead of the collegiate atmosphere I've always aspired to. It will ultimately train me for the job I will love, give me great connections in the city, DAMMIT.
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