The last two weeks have been a blur of placement, work, and friends. Although, not nearly as many friends as I would’ve liked. There’s just no time anymore. No time for the kind of memories I love and cherish. Barely time for drinks and laughs, let alone adventure and fun. I wrangle code by day and sport an orange Home Depot apron by night. Somewhere, in-between I have a life of some sort. It will all be over soon, I suppose. Another week. Rainy days always make me feel like this. A little crazy and a bit too much inside my own head.
My bedroom is dark and my feet are propped up on the small green table beside the bed. The blinds are open and I’m watching the neighbours fill the sky with fireworks. Explosions of colour and sound. This is the first time in three years that I haven’t taken part. Last year saw a $250 fireworks purchase. This year I’m feeling a little bit left out. And broke. The neighbours are putting on a fairly good show, though, so it will have to do until Canada Day.
There are plenty of things coming up to occupy myself with. The end of placement, graduation, and a Matthew Good show. What an odd period of my life. Everything is in some sort of transition, except nobody seems to know what any of it is transitioning to. It’s exciting and frightening and all that other stuff everyone my age seems to be going through. We’re all exploding. Like fireworks.
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The last couple weeks have been blurry for me too. And things have exploded, it seems, as well. I’m also continuously broke and I applied for an extra job…
Strong, poignant post that immediately seeks out what too many of us experience: as if we’re having a flat in the fast lane, sparks shooting up all around us.
I like the imagery that sentence evokes. It perfectly describes the “careening through life” feeling I have at the moment. Good to know I’m not the only one.
Thank you. Likewise, I was happy to see I wasn’t alone either
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