This could (and likely will) be a very adventurous and fun year to come if it’s anything like the first couple days of life as a 23-year-old. What’s happened: my language class sang happy birthday (n Portuguese of course), brownies were baked for me and brought to technical class, I got a drink with friends at one of the bars in town, watched The Incredibles (multiple times) with my siblings, talked with several people both stateside and abroad, had cake with my family, taken a test, had a birthday party… and gotten food poisoning. Sunday was dedicated to drinking liters upon liters of water and curling into the fetal position as frequently as possible.
But that’s just how this next year, and likely the year after it will go. There will be so many times that are a complete blast, when I can’t get enough of life. There will be some repetition of activities; there will be mundane but necessary tests; Delicious meals and desserts will be consumed; and there will be some times when I can’t see the positive side of life. But as I crouched on all fours last night vomiting myself inside out, I had friends there taking care of me, giving me support and encouragement to expel those bad tacos completely. And that’s how it’s going to work this whole year. No matter how frustrating, terrifying, or overwhelming those issues and events that arise this next year might be, I simply need to step back and remember that I’m right where I want to be, and that I have friends to back me up.
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