This morning I thought "Julia is the only person I have ever been comfortable with." It's odd, bizarre even, that I thought that thought because our relationahip was/is marked completely by awkwardness. But perhaps that's what you earn--comfort--from growing up with a person; from being silly together, being confused together, making mistakes together and with each other. I thought of this while discussing Portrait of the Artist in English 433 this morning (it made me think of Sala too, needless to say). I began thinking about badminton and how lovely it would be to have a net in my yard and how lonely it would be to have no one to play with.
I had a lovely dinner with Martin tonight. He's a smart fellow-- it's so nice to talk with a true intellectual in every sense of the word. It reminds me of home in a way. He and I have many similar challenges ahead, but I'm sure we won't end up in the same place at all. He's brilliant. If I was as devoted as he is, maybe I'd have more to show for myself.
P.S. I go to U of M! Eeeek! I completely, fully realize it at the most random times. It's very overwhelming-- like drowning. And, I'm making a real life here. I have a future ahead of me-- soon I'll have a major, a degree, a career. But first, I have an apartment on Church or S. Forest with Cat :)
P.P.S I have the best friends. I love you all. Thank you for a very, very happy childhood. May it never end.
satisfied
January 20 2006, 09:48:28 UTC 6 years ago