You know those tv shows where everything always works out in the end?
I want to be the one who writes those stories in real life, the one who does something special and surprising every day. Even if it is small.
You know those tv shows where everything always works out in the end?
I want to be the one who writes those stories in real life, the one who does something special and surprising every day. Even if it is small.
so yeah, don’t want to fall for someone i shouldn’t. that’s all. things would be mundane, and yet some part of me actually wants that.
and nothing being surprising to me, is that my fault? should i search harder for a mythical “surprise” factor? this restlessness is rapidly becoming a mainstay of my life. thus i look forward to my trip in less than a fortnight. also, i got to say fortnight outside the context of wimbledon. or as they say on nbc, “the championships”. whatever.
also, i am having one of those days where things don’t seem to fit. things under my control go well, things not under my control do not. like the train taking twenty minutes between davis and central square, then going out of service due to mechanical failure. i am also feeling underutilized at work and want to take a day off to recharge. but that is a little unfair.
anyway, i just have to keep up with my goals for the week. to not hesitate, and to do something surprising. i did one surprising thing today. and i did not hesitate to do it.
i apologise for the lack of proper left and right quotes throughout this.
SLATER: I hope we don’t run into Department Chair Belding there.
JESSIE: That guy is so creepy—I still can’t believe he joined an accelerated Ph.D. program at Stansbury, followed us all out to Berkeley, and somehow politically maneuvered to become head of the English Department.