
I have a lot of energy right now and I'm not totally sure why. Usually around this time of the day I'm doing my best not to fall asleep on my keyboard. But today, I have the need to be moving around and doing something. Perhaps it's the weather. It's 71 degrees and sunny out today and that makes me sad to be under fluorescent lighting for 9 hours. I want to take Oliver to the dog park, go for a run (okay, a brisk walk) outside, anything that involves physical activity.
I'm guessing it has more to do with the nice weather than anything else. It's interesting how I can't sit still, and my first photography class assignment is about control over shutter speed. The shutter speed, for those who are unfamiliar with it, deals with the movement of a subject versus your ability to document. I'm having trouble with the assignment, mostly because I need 10 photos and I only have 3 "just okay" ones. I know it's going to take time and I'm impatient; this poses a small problem in my brain. I want to know it all NOW, and I want to be good at it! While being a "forever student" is a great trait to have, sometimes it's not entirely helpful for me when I want to be the best at everything and instead have trouble with the homework. I'm one of those really annoying students who wants to wow the teacher and always ends up teacher's pet, even though it's never a specific goal (no one ever wants to be teacher's pet; at least I never wanted to be, yet I always was because I worked hard and both asked and answered questions). I need practice; I won't get it sitting here at my desk, and perhaps that is why I'm antsy.
E and I have also been discussing Italian fashion. Talking about sundresses and sandals and cute summer things has me yearning for the sunshine's warmth. I want to walk everywhere in gaucho pants; spin around in my lime green sundress; wear my favorite sandals and see silly tan lines across my feet. I'm so very glad that winter is almost at its end. In college, February used to last forever--it was the in-between of Christmas and Spring breaks, and despite it being the shortest month of the year, it always dragged by. This year, February is still the same dull, unappreciated, red-headed stepchild of the months, but it's certainly gone by faster. I can't believe it's nearly March already. In a month's time, I'll officially be 24; we'll be just one week away from a trip to San Diego; and summer and all the joy and fun activities it brings is just around the corner.
I daydream so much lately that I'm worried I'll mix up fantasy and reality by accident. My dreams are filled with sunshine, Italian whispers, beautiful images, bright colors, and warm adventures. Soon.
Here's to you, Summer. I'll be seeing you soon. In the meantime, you can just hang out in my thoughts.
LC.

You and Oliver can come run with me in 12 South, but I know how the East Nashies (what do you call your selves?) don't like to commiserate with use lowly West siders. :) Enjoy the day! It's almost that time.
ReplyDeleteAntsy for Spring, antsy to get outside without a coat, antsy for a roadtrip. I am antsy too.
ReplyDeleteI guess that is what February is about...looking forward and being impatient.
Peace,
Phil