SUMMER SO FAR

Lipstick pressed onto the rim of a glass,

the crackle of the record player, the first sip of lemonade,

two cups of tea in the morning, allowing myself time to exhale,

crying on the interstate,  folding papers, sifting through old letters of a woman i will

never know,

the last line from books you aren’t sure you enjoyed,

a kettle without water, the first lines of a movie,

salt water, blueberry, sand slipping beneath your feet,

sunlight as you tip your face towards the sky.

 

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Hello Summer!!

I am officially, 100% finished with my first year of university. All my essays turned in, all my classes over, the end. I have been so incredibly lucky to have had such a great year. Honestly – I’ve met the most amazing people, whom I already miss terribly. It’s funny to look back at where I started, barely eight months ago. I was petrified to begin. I wonder what orientation day me would have thought of the me that I am today. She’d certainly have questions, that’s for sure. And I think the thing that I would answer with is: It’s not easy, but most of the time it turns out better than you ever thought it would. Also, it’s way more fun than you imagined, so go easy on yourself, OK?

Funny how time gives us perspective on things. Of course I have regrets – there are things I could have done differently. But on the whole, I think I did a smashing job flailing my way through uni, america and everything else. Like being a real proper adult – EEK.

Speaking of being a real proper adult – I cannot believe this, but I’m actually staying in my own apartment for the summer. That’s right – staying in america, without any safety net of college. I’ve got some great roommates and am really looking forward to making the best of my internship. I’m researching a lady who worked for the Red Cross in WW2 called Sue. A couple of hours ago I just read a hilarious letter where she describes how her undergarments were stolen by the french maid. That’s not even covering the delightful correspondence between her and her family. It feels creepy sometimes – this is a person’s life I am reading, after all. But most of the time it feels insanely cool. I get a whole new perspective into the war. Alright, enough history geeking for one day.

Still working on driving without feeling like I’m having a panic attack behind the wheel. Driving is the worst. Why didn’t I pick a country or state or city with good public transportation? Bad show, Past Me.

Also, obsessed with the show Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries. Who amongst us doesn’t want to be a Phryne when they grow up? A fast-talking, feminist, gun-toting, fashionista, lady detective with irrepressible humor? Sign me up for the starter course! The second I finish you can expect a more in depth review.

There are good things ahead – I may be done with first year, but I’m certainly not done with the summer. I’ll keep you posted on future events – and on whether or not Sue ever recovers her stolen underwear.

 

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