Ah Monday.
So, we had a pretty good weekend. John ended up having to work late Friday night, stupid – work is stupid, not John is stupid.
Saturday I was up bright and early for my first tour of the season and the first tour of the day. You know, I don’t know what it is….I’ve been having some real soul sucking/searching times lately, figuring out what it is exactly I want to do with my life. I am one of the unfortunate people who have no …. passions. I have nothing I’m really good at, I have nothing I naturally lean to, I have nothing I want to achieve in terms of career…my life has basically been me flitting from one thing I don’t really care about to another….
But tours…something about the perfect storm of Chicago history, architecture and performing gets me all happy and excited. I just love giving river tours. I have no idea what that means, but I do. So yeah, it was great to be on the boat early in the morning, out on the river, knowing in roughly 3 months I’ll be out there getting married, doing my best not to just give one quick fact about Calatrava’s Spire while I say my I do’s.
Went to see mom, and then just hung out with John Saturday night. It was nice, he’s been working so much lately, and so many other things going on, sometimes I feel like I don’t get to really talk to him…so we went on a long walk, went to dinner and home for Galactica.
Yesterday…a bike ride in the rain, a tour in the rain, a walk over to the movies in the rain and a bike ride home in the sunshine.
I’m so melancholy lately, maybe its looming life changes on the horizon some wonderful some frightening, but…I feel like a lone sock spinning in an endless dryer…
So melancholy I feel the need to use terrible metaphors.
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