I have been so negligent at my blogging responsibilities lately, which I am sure is very disappointing to the 4 regular readers (you know who you are…☺.)
So, here is a quick life update. My new apartment is my heart’s delight, just as I expected. I still get a little thrill when I walk in my front door. The space is conducive to writing, brunches, dancing, and tea parties. I just had the loveliest tea party last night: fine china, fresh raspberries, unbelievable chocolate from Belgium, and a lovely Earl Grey.
I usually do not go to bed without knocking on the window of my dear friends Stacy and Jeremy, who live below me. They have their tea around 11:00 pm, and I like to be part of pj time and debriefing the day. It is like living in the dorms again, and I am having a very hard time focusing on my studies. This is quite unlike myself…I don’t know where my type A, studious girl has gone. But she needs to show up sometime soon, as she has 30 pages to write for school before August 10…I am beckoning her back, but she just wants to play.
Let’s see, in other news…my Thursday creative writing sessions at Pete’s (10:30-5:00 or so) are just heavenly. It is like going to work to the best job ever, only I don’t actually make money. I made the decision in June to devote my Thursdays to personal writing projects, and it has been such a wonderful gift to myself. No phone calls, students, or studies on Thursday until after 5.
I don’t usually discuss such things in my blog, but I will say that I am at a complete and utter dating lull. It is only sad because summer is such a nice time to have romantic picnics and longs walks on the beach… but then fall is a much better time to cuddle, so perhaps I will try again when the weather turns. But, the problem is, I realized I don’t actual like dating. (I feel like it is equivalent to filling out job applications. I would like Gilbert Blythe or Mr. Darcy to just show up without that unpleasant and necessary process of mutual evaluations, rejections, etc. )
Ok, I am supposed to be studying, so I better post this message.
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"Between un-being and being. / Sudden in a shaft of sunlight / Even while the dust moves...."
2 comments:
May your pigtails be quite pull-able my friend, and may the one who calls you “Carrots” well-withstand the blow of your finely aimed slate.
Wow! Now, who is this Josh Sandoz? He seems to have a small part of you pegged, Kim! Perhaps it is only very, very small?
I will be left only memories with which to cuddle this fall... and so I am grateful for this hot, yellow August during which I am at least happy not to be made sticky by my perspirant loved-one.
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