high school
Oct. 30th, 2002 08:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightbluegirlIt takes an hour to get between home and work by foot. I walked to work today. Such a lovely walk, with electroclash blasting in my ears. I arrived warm and calm.
I find that long walks, alone, with music and daydreams, tend to leave me feeling calm and centered, whereas bike rides leave me feeling excited and glorious.
Either feeling is wonderful.
I spent all last night cooking. I made a roast, with potatos and yams and cabbage (oh my!), and then baked apple muffins. It was 10:30 by the time everything was done. Walking to work today required getting up early in order to leave early, so I ended up just going to bed afterwards.
I don't mind - I'm glad we have tons and tons of yummy food, and tonight I'm going to read and write, and I won't have to do anything even mildly work related.
Except that I really really wouldn't mind having a brainwave as regards a costume for tomorrow.
Damn.
I had a vivid dream last night where, through re-starting a friendship with someone in my-ex-the-asshole's group, I saw my-ex-the-asshole's new girl, again, and she looked so fragile and sad that I took her aside and told her in no uncertain terms that although he may love her, he doesn't know how to treat people right, and that he was killing her soul, because what he loves most is finding strong women and breaking them until they bow down and kiss his feet.
Then there was something to do with saving my ex-the-asshole's soul by flying through water, so that he could have a chance to grow and change.
So, I won't be making any overtures to that group. I was talking to my manager about our shared views on someone, today, and he said "I'm so glad I'm not in highschool any more - the whole mentality, the drama, everything - I'm so glad I don't have to live through that any more", and I feel exactly the same way. So if I were to make overtures to that ex-friend that I was thinking of speaking to, it would just (eventually) draw me in to all that high school action.
And I am SO not high school!
I find that long walks, alone, with music and daydreams, tend to leave me feeling calm and centered, whereas bike rides leave me feeling excited and glorious.
Either feeling is wonderful.
I spent all last night cooking. I made a roast, with potatos and yams and cabbage (oh my!), and then baked apple muffins. It was 10:30 by the time everything was done. Walking to work today required getting up early in order to leave early, so I ended up just going to bed afterwards.
I don't mind - I'm glad we have tons and tons of yummy food, and tonight I'm going to read and write, and I won't have to do anything even mildly work related.
Except that I really really wouldn't mind having a brainwave as regards a costume for tomorrow.
Damn.
I had a vivid dream last night where, through re-starting a friendship with someone in my-ex-the-asshole's group, I saw my-ex-the-asshole's new girl, again, and she looked so fragile and sad that I took her aside and told her in no uncertain terms that although he may love her, he doesn't know how to treat people right, and that he was killing her soul, because what he loves most is finding strong women and breaking them until they bow down and kiss his feet.
Then there was something to do with saving my ex-the-asshole's soul by flying through water, so that he could have a chance to grow and change.
So, I won't be making any overtures to that group. I was talking to my manager about our shared views on someone, today, and he said "I'm so glad I'm not in highschool any more - the whole mentality, the drama, everything - I'm so glad I don't have to live through that any more", and I feel exactly the same way. So if I were to make overtures to that ex-friend that I was thinking of speaking to, it would just (eventually) draw me in to all that high school action.
And I am SO not high school!
