Ahhhh, weekends…slipped back into two straight days of sleeping until noonish to cure a sleep deficit generated over the course of one week by a funky work schedule combined with frighteningly excessive coffee-drinking. Saturday’s somnolent bliss was followed by (yep) coffee in Capital Hill with Jason, who lately seems adamant about helping me improve my Japanese. Not that I can necessarily complain, being that completion of my degree depends on it. He’s pretty good at reminding me when I forget.
Following several years of feeling a bit locked in an antisocial cave I guess I can honestly admit the complex interaction with a whole new cast of characters in my life is a welcome blast of fresh air. The only difference now is that these people are not some illusion during one of my bouts of wishful thinking. With them I find myself going out for bubble tea, learning how to cook vegetarian, taking pictures the right way, staring at open skies, playing with a delightfully fluffy & feisty cat and figuring out how to hold my own in an intellectual argument based on logic. Beyond the fact that these two amazing men have welcomed me temporarily into their home during a period of huge transition, I’m pretty much happier now than I can really say I’ve ever been.
So here's what I can tell with regards to the present state of things:
The karma jar is full. I’m massively indebted. Life is good. Really good.
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