How absolutely blessed I am. It's 2:30 AM, which is going to make anything I think/write sound corny. I usually try to avoid recording my thought during darktime, because they're usually melodramatic. I digress; I'm excusing myself for using this journal exactly as I intended to.
Here's what I've been thinking. This came while making my bed just now and being reminded of doing the same up at school on my floor in Buckley, my home away from home, and I thought about how cozy my room here is. Also -
I have a whole, loving family. A mother, father, brother and sister whom I love and can talk to, a combination that seems to be becoming a rarity. I can be honest with all of them, and have little to hide. My parents just celebrated their 25th anniversary, and they both could pass for 30-somethings. My mother made cookies last night and this morning, once because she wanted Italian cookies, again because they weren't quite what she wanted. How cool is that?
I have a room full of my belongings. I have enough things to comfortably fill my room here and my hole in the wall at school. I live in a brand-new house. I have two summer jobs to make money I will spend on my own comfort and education. I don't pay rent, utilities, federal or state income tax, or any other type of bill. I don't pay for food, but it is provided to me free of charge and in plentiful amounts. I have in effect full medical and dental coverage, including immunizations, othordontics to make sure my teeth are straight, contact lenses so I can see 20/20, allergy shots so I don't have a constant runny nose.
My biggest problems are how too much food makes my body appear to others, how hard I work in college that is paid for by scholarships, grants, and my parents, how to keep my bosses satisfied with my work schedule, a tendency to waste spare time in sloth, and how best to spend time with friends and peers. I am a damn lucky girl.
My father said that if one were to not watch TV, listen to the radio, or read the newspaper for one week, one would begin to experience reality. I'm not sure about internet time, video games, or magazines. I'm going to try it, starting tomorrow. Internet time will be limited to occasional e-mail check and making plans with friends who couldn't be reached by phone. Video games....that's more of a sacrifice, but it's supposed to be a sacrifice. I'll use my judgement as situations arise. A week without the relentless background drone of entertainment, manipulation, media.....I'm going to sleep. Sleep is real.
Here's what I've been thinking. This came while making my bed just now and being reminded of doing the same up at school on my floor in Buckley, my home away from home, and I thought about how cozy my room here is. Also -
I have a whole, loving family. A mother, father, brother and sister whom I love and can talk to, a combination that seems to be becoming a rarity. I can be honest with all of them, and have little to hide. My parents just celebrated their 25th anniversary, and they both could pass for 30-somethings. My mother made cookies last night and this morning, once because she wanted Italian cookies, again because they weren't quite what she wanted. How cool is that?
I have a room full of my belongings. I have enough things to comfortably fill my room here and my hole in the wall at school. I live in a brand-new house. I have two summer jobs to make money I will spend on my own comfort and education. I don't pay rent, utilities, federal or state income tax, or any other type of bill. I don't pay for food, but it is provided to me free of charge and in plentiful amounts. I have in effect full medical and dental coverage, including immunizations, othordontics to make sure my teeth are straight, contact lenses so I can see 20/20, allergy shots so I don't have a constant runny nose.
My biggest problems are how too much food makes my body appear to others, how hard I work in college that is paid for by scholarships, grants, and my parents, how to keep my bosses satisfied with my work schedule, a tendency to waste spare time in sloth, and how best to spend time with friends and peers. I am a damn lucky girl.
My father said that if one were to not watch TV, listen to the radio, or read the newspaper for one week, one would begin to experience reality. I'm not sure about internet time, video games, or magazines. I'm going to try it, starting tomorrow. Internet time will be limited to occasional e-mail check and making plans with friends who couldn't be reached by phone. Video games....that's more of a sacrifice, but it's supposed to be a sacrifice. I'll use my judgement as situations arise. A week without the relentless background drone of entertainment, manipulation, media.....I'm going to sleep. Sleep is real.
posted by Laura at 3:09:00 AM
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