I love this time of year, it’s the only time of year I feel any real affinity for ‘nature’, ‘outside’, etc. I think it’s a bit of a gip too; all the other seasons, particularly winter, seem to stretch on for months and months, yet Fall always seems to last about 2 weeks before winter hits. Oh well.
Down in my room, freshly-brewed coffee hot between hands, listening to the wind blow dead lives around right outside my ground-level-basement window. Forgot to set my alarm so I missed my early math class, which is both not good but a great way to start the day, if you ask me. Still in pajama shorts and a hoodie. I mention all this because I don’t think I’ve felt this relaxed in a while.
This is probably due to a couple of rather minor emotional breakdowns late last night after I got home from work — nothing all that serious, just the normal things, but all built up. The pressure valve has to get tweaked now and then, and I think I had been neglecting it for a while. I also slept almost double the number of hours I usually manage, which I’m sure helps. Oddly enough I have a horrible time getting to sleep, every night, yet once I manage it I’m quite dead to the world until I either sleep 12 hours or something wakes me up.
I really don’t feel like getting prepared for the outside world today. If it wouldn’t make me feel like a total failure at life I’d just forego the whole ‘school’ thing and stay on like I am now all day and night, but unfortunately Mondays are my long, ‘important’ day of classes, and I haven’t missed my Fiction class yet which has created a kind of perfectionistic drive to continue not to miss it. Damn you, pragmatic nature! I want to bum out and be flaky!
So, I was thinking. I think a bunch of us need to have a big Halloween party, and the caveat is that all costumes must be related to the literary world in some way. I call dibs on Kafka’s Gregor! Hahah. It sounds like something the English Club should do, if it were active, which I don’t believe it is, still.
Anyway, this relaxed, alone time at home with the pajama-hoodie, coffee and DJ Tiesto playing in the background is remarkably rare, so I’m off to go enjoy a bit more of it before getting showered for class.