Blissfully Achy 9/6/16

    Some mornings seem more like mindsets than time frames. They drift on, bound by no worry or obligation. Breakfast finds itself nestled between sessions of blank staring. The fan waves emphatically but draws no attention as the only active object in the room. Lying in me is a letter from some foreign wisdom that it is best I strive to remain nearly inanimate today, but nothing about who I am or have ever been will allow it. I have a conscience that finds laziness tiresome. I grow restless when I am to rest. Let us hope that my minor sprain and strained ligaments do not tarry for long before being over with.

    Rugby is in full swing. Practices run late while school runs stress high. The first scrimmages of a nearly endless season were inked into our ledger just this past morning and I've got the dings to prove it. We swept the tournament on both Varsity and JV.

    School has been busy, but just as busy as I needed it to be. Against all odds or logic I continue to do best when I sleep little and am in class much, so I've got yet another heavy load. But I love my courses. My legal studies class in particular. The hours always seem to pass far too quickly when my professor sets down her things and gets to lecturing. The questions difficult, but never anything short of intriguing.

    Best of all this though, is the continued development of my friendship with my girlfriend. We've been so much better to each other this month than we have even the one right before (which in no way takes away from the splendor of that time), and it's only going up. From the weeks of bountiful conversation while she was away for her supervising job, to the week I spent with her in Austin, to wonderful times we've shared between classes. Since I last wrote, I've been to a nude beach (very odd, but surprisingly relaxed), jumped off a cliff, kayaked, seen multiple movies, made large scale epiphanies, made new friends, scarfed down delicious foods, grown spiritually and had many weird dreams. One was even a "lucid dream". It has been a very long while since the last time I managed to have one. But to get back on topic--

Life has been good to me. Not always easy, or well-directed. Not even simple. But so, so good.

    Words have found their ways to various pages digital and physical but the key is that they never made it on here. And while I found that some things I stumbled into writing were off-handedly profound, it feels wrong to regurgitate them now after all this time has passed. They would lack context at the very least. So I've decided to leave them back in their time and place, hoping the words I formed came me to as echoes of crystalline knowledge from mine own heart.

Have a wonderful day. 

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