I don't do well with free time.
Summer truly isn't my season.
So far, this summer, I have worked for my father (cleaned a refrigerator, mowed the lawn, done general cleaning) and earned a bit of money, gone to a baseball game, read, and --- the reply from most members of my generation - I have gone on the computer, as I am doing now.
Today, I realized that some of my sort-of-sneaky bad mood that has been hovering for the past week was due to my frustration at not really having a life back here in this town. I miss going to classes, having places that I need to be, things I need to do. True, I'd don't think I'd be too excited to receive any homework at this point in time -- that's not quite what I mean. Many of the people that I would like to see are not in town. True, I have become reacquainted with the part of me that likes to read for fun, and that's been nice.
Anyways, starting tomorrow, I will actively seek out things to do. Today, I recognized my frustration early on, and in reaction to that -- I went on a run, took a shower, ate breakfast, mowed the lawn, went swimming, then went to a memorial day party, and NOW, I feel like I've done something with my day. Let's hope the trend continues.
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