I have 5 weeks left until I step on that plane for Mexico and more likely than not will be gone for 4 months before seeing any of my friends or family again. Ill visit for winter and then get back on that plane.
Working 9-4 everyday, going to the gym and now... taking conversational spanish after work on Mondays and Wednesdays puts me into a tired mood funk by the time I am home.
As a result the few weeks I have in the company of my parents
probably won't be as pleasant as they deserve.
I don't feel like talking when I am home. I'm tired. Is this is what life is like when you have a real job?
To complicate the big move south I have what would be classified as a 'man friend.'
He has been a lot of fun to hang out with and talk to the past month or so. Unfortunately he lives in Berkeley so I only get hang out with him on weekends.
I don't think things will get serious because we will probably both keep telling ourselves 'how can they?' but even stating that seems overly optimistic. Who am I to assume anything about how he feels or will feel?
It's a catch-22.
I think most people want to find someone they can be serious about. Or, they tell themselves they do. So, part of you really wants something fun to turn into something amazing even though you know it's going to hurt.
(Nathaniel)
Too much thought into it for now...
Working at R.E.S. again has been okay and nothing more. There are occasionally really fun days and I enjoy my co-workers but I could be doing something else that would be applicable to photojournalism. I don't think I looked very hard for anything because I knew it would be easy to go back to R.E.S. and I wasn't going to have that many weeks to work anyways.
Agenda for the weekend:
tomorrow (friday) - work and an A's game after
saturday - sleep in / spanish studying / shoot pink saturday in the city
sunday - come home / study more
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