El Verano

I always forget how incredibly amazing this time of year is. Summer is a vacation for the soul-a time to do things you never during other months. Eating snow cones, biking across town because you feel like it, getting shaving cream smeared all over your body, diving into a lake and going tubing or wakeboarding, going on cross country road trips, vandalizing someone's house with common household items- all are fabulous things that can only really be accomplished in one season. While I wouldn't exactly call my first few weeks of break a vacation, I am having a great time. The days when I was desperate for something to do, pulling my hair out in boredom are long gone. I remember those long lazy days, and every once in a while, I miss them. Working a fifty hour week? Getting up at six every morning, weekends included? Not fun. But I am also free, and more independent than I was in the old days. Staying out and coming home when I feel like it is a fun thing. When I have a free moment (which is rare) it is a privelege to just be able to call someone up and say, "Hey, let's go do this right now" and being ready for a random time of fun. I think I am one of those people that thrives on never having a spare moment. My life has catapulted into this insane spin, and I'm not sure how, or if I want it to stop. I recognize the value of learning to be still, to appreciate life and soak the moment in. But lately, I have such a hard time being still. Like an impatient child, I am waiting to suck the marrow out of the next moment, to be fed on adventure and good times. My mom said the other night that she hasn't really seen me in weeks, except when I come home exhausted to sleep. I wonder if I'll ever have another lazy day again. Seven days, 11 hours and 12 minutes until DCLA 2006!!