Ma, I'm Home!

40s, single, professional and female, living away from home.

Thursday, March 11

Summer

I left the house late this morning. It's been summer for two weeks already and yet the house still feels very comfortable. It's a bit dirty, I must admit, but comfy. I really will have to give some time to cleaning. Would help a lot if I didn't hate it so much.

Waiting for the light to change, I happened to look out onto this open field by the highway and I realized: it's been sometime since I last appreciated tall grass bending in the wind, blue skies overhead with little puffs of clouds under a bright sun.

Yesterday, I put in a few hours researching for my boss at the ol' college library. The staff members were all saying that I looked really great, compared to the last time they saw me, which was some years ago. I'd looked tired and hagard then. I suppose I did the right thing in giving up the dream of being a lawyer. I didn't realize that it was affecting everyone around me, especially me.

Like what Mara said: Finally, we'll have Emyn back.

Sweet.

Ah, but life is sweet. Except for cleaning dirty floors, especially under furniture.

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