Vote for Summer
I think as I get older time goes by faster. It seems to go slower if you are waiting for something BIG. There is something to be said for the anticipation of an event.
When I was a kid, all year we longed for summertime, and it took forever to get there. Once it got there it passed quickly, but the rest of the year seemed like forever.
Now summer has no meaning for me, its just another season, there is no extended holiday, no carefree kickball games. Its the same old day in day out-go to work, sleep, etc.
Its hard to believe its already July. Its hard to believe I have been at my job for 7 months now. In the same place for 9 months, that's got to be a record for my adult life.
So I am feeling a little cramped, the wanderlust is kicking in. The resistance to aging and becoming my parents is at full throttle, but I'm just spinning my tires. I feel like I need to do something quickly.
Of course this may be because things at work aren't going so well these days. I'm not enjoying it as much anymore. Not to say that one will always love their job, and that there wont be hard times and moments of struggle. I just wish that this feeling would have waited until the winter to come.
Summer is a magical time that way. It makes people do crazy things. Maybe its the heat or maybe the long days. Maybe its something so ingrained in us since childhood, that summertime equals adventure time, and I wonder now that there is such a horrible thing as year round schooling, what will the future generations think about summertime.
Summertime is about new adventures, picking berries right from the bushes, catching fireflies, and breathing in your surroundings and maybe a mosquito or two. I dunno why the world seems to be less fascinating as we get older. But I say lets put a stop to it.
When I was a kid, all year we longed for summertime, and it took forever to get there. Once it got there it passed quickly, but the rest of the year seemed like forever.
Now summer has no meaning for me, its just another season, there is no extended holiday, no carefree kickball games. Its the same old day in day out-go to work, sleep, etc.
Its hard to believe its already July. Its hard to believe I have been at my job for 7 months now. In the same place for 9 months, that's got to be a record for my adult life.
So I am feeling a little cramped, the wanderlust is kicking in. The resistance to aging and becoming my parents is at full throttle, but I'm just spinning my tires. I feel like I need to do something quickly.
Of course this may be because things at work aren't going so well these days. I'm not enjoying it as much anymore. Not to say that one will always love their job, and that there wont be hard times and moments of struggle. I just wish that this feeling would have waited until the winter to come.
Summer is a magical time that way. It makes people do crazy things. Maybe its the heat or maybe the long days. Maybe its something so ingrained in us since childhood, that summertime equals adventure time, and I wonder now that there is such a horrible thing as year round schooling, what will the future generations think about summertime.
Summertime is about new adventures, picking berries right from the bushes, catching fireflies, and breathing in your surroundings and maybe a mosquito or two. I dunno why the world seems to be less fascinating as we get older. But I say lets put a stop to it.
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