Wow. People live like this?

I was feeling bad the other day about how cluttered my hall closet is...

...but now I'm not so concerned.

Tempus fugit.

Under my nighstand at the moment are two text books from a Latin class I took in college. I've decided that it's time for my brain to start pulling its weight again, and what better way to wake it up to that fact than to kick it in the teeth with the cold steel of Latin-toed boots.

At the time I took the class, I was honestly only trying to fill the last semester of my four-semester foreign language requirement (I had, by that point, Espanol'd myself dry and was steering clear of Middle English like the plague.) So frankly, my heart just wasn't in it. I passed of course (B, for those keeping score at home), but really only because the professor had clearly been teaching Latin long enough to know that there were many more 'me's out there, just looking to fill a quota. During our final exam, he allowed everyone to bring their Latin dictionaries. No joke.

So I've wrestled the texts from the cardboard boxes in which they've been residing since then to say, "Hey brain cells, remember what thought tastes like?" And they're all like, "Whaa? What's that word? Are we at the Olive Garden?" And I'm all like, "Yeah, open up wide, bitches."

Clearly, I have maturing yet to do.

And at 26, I will not lay myself down to age and die without change. There will be no more stunting, no more resting on dusty laurels. As the beer bottle label I saw last night stated... "Carpe diem, vita brevis."

Which I believe translates to, "Waste not your tuition money."

surroundings and circumstance.

At the moment, I'm alone. But early tonight I was surrounded by twenty-plus family, and I felt alone. And then some days, it can just be three or four people, and that's all you need.

(I'm wordless these days.)

But you get my point.

Notice

To sleep again and pick up where it left off. I contemplated closing my eyes and slipping back again, hoping I would slide in at the end of my last sentence, still cool and calm and everything I know I can be, in a world not my own but still comfortable, still surprisingly easy... even still.

But instead I got up and brushed my teeth.