Snapshots From a Summer
There is a woman who comes to make a return at work. She tells me "I saw how sad my son was when I didn't get a science kit...I can do without these because I want to make him happy." At times, retail is not nearly as soul-crushing as anyone (myself included) makes it out to be. My brother and I are staying up way too late watching YouTube videos. It is one of the moments I do not miss being at school. This is simple, but it is better because of who I am with. We are laughing, hopefully not loud enough to wake up our parents. I am sitting alone in the art museum. Van Gogh's "Lilacs" reflects in the space behind my eyelids. My journal is open and my mind is clear. It has taken this long, but I can finally find peace in some moments of solitude. Work is rough at times, and one night I can't bear to sit still. My oldest friend picks me up and we drive downtown, looking at the lights and talking about anything. I often joke that my life is overly drama...