It is summertime and I cannot be more joyful.There are no more papers. There are no more assignments. The only task at hand is working on my project with the Poet Franz Wright, collecting more music, learning how to take photos, learning how to cook Italian food, and learning how to sew.
Summertime amazes me. Every year I come off a rough semester and immediately begin to plan. Last season I planned to run and to change my diet. I am constantly in a state of altering my life and planning for it. This must be an "In-your-twenties" phase. But a large part of me doesn't believe that. Summertime excites me because it is a time where new beginnings take place from the old.
I find it beautiful that God creates seasons to resemble periods of time. And I have often found that each season corresponds to the scenery. For example, fall is a time of pealing, a time where you are transitioning with school, or you are moving, or you are beginning a new life in a new place. Winter is a period of dead surroundings, turmoil and desolation, whereas spring is a period of rebirth, and summer is a period of rest.
I am thankful for this summer because I have already enjoyed the rest it has brought. I took a trip to Germany to meet Ross' parents and then came back to familiar faces. I am determined this summer is different from any other in that the planning I am currently undertaking will happen. I am working towards achieving all of these listed items. In turn, I hope I will leave it with memories and peace to start a new cycle of pealing in the fall.
This next year brings every season changed from last seasons' events. I am now a Senior in college and I am including my life with another person. I am no longer going to live at home- but getting a real job more or less. So resting this season is exactly what I desire, and so far it has been accomplished. I have caught up on Grey's Anatomy and Brothers and Sisters. Now, I need to find books to read and a job.
Regardless, I am content.
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