March 12, 2009

• Terribly random but pertinent all the same

  Look. I know it's March 12th already, and that it's been a month of Sundays since I've written (I love saying month of Sundays. Makes me feel like a little old lady. Hmm. On second thought perhaps I should nix that from my vocabulary). The thing is, life right now is like a large whirlwind, a mixture of goodness and badness and more goodness. I've barely had time to breathe much in the past few weeks, and when I did have breathing time writing...shoot...thinking was the last thing I wanted to do.

  As far as updates go, I've passed my Master's Exam and managed to get into one school for my PhD in Folklore. This good news, however, is coupled with the fact that I was thoroughly rejected from two other schools (both in much more desirable locations, but which, as one of my closest friends mentioned, probably weren't the ones meant for me to attend) and I now have to fight tooth and nail for funding to the place I was accepted to. And yet, I am content. Goodness and badness and more goodness. Such is the way of the world.

  I'm just excited I have a job (though it may be a short lived experience come fall), which comes in handy when one realizes that one has amassed a pile of bills over the years. I'm also exicted to have options. I have not yet quite decided if I will actually go to said school in said semi-undesirable location, but it's an option. I'm mostly excited though, to be alive. Honestly. Some days it's enough to be quite aware that not everyone wakes up in the morning, and not everyone who wakes up will go to sleep.

  It's the little things these days. Like being very aware that the little buds I can see on all the trees are growing a little bit bigger every day. That never gets old. Little things like Friday afternoon right after work, a moment so joyous not even massive amounts of never ending traffic ruins my mood. I'm pretty certain my Lion King soundtrack helps makes the ride more palatable too though. Little things like being able to pick up a book and read. For fun. Almost brings a tear to my eye.

  All my life I have been relatively blessed. My transitions have been mostly easy. Not necessarily painless, but mostly devoid of those terrible life stories one hears on a day time talk show and cringes about. I've had some interesting non-fun time periods, as has everyone. But there's something else. I've apparently been given some leeway. Someone is looking out for me, and I'd be remiss if I didn't at least acknowledge that. Thanks God.

  Besides, believing that there is a being that sort of cares a lot about you enables you to think silly thoughts like " Why doesn't God speak out loud? I mean, we'd be more willing to listen if a body-less voice said something like 'Yeah...you probably don't want to date him' or 'I'm pretty sure if you eat that omelet you'll get sick'. Or maybe we'd all just have heart attacks. Body-less voices can be disconcerting."

  • 7:56 pm
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