Selasa, 21 September 2010

Today I Am Happy (and 24)


In the past, my happiness was contingent upon the things I wanted from life. Since my last birthday, my life has changed and I find that I am happy (incredibly happy) with what (and who) I have in my life.

I have been considering these past few months the possibility of living in Europe for some time, next fall. As anyone who knows me, or has read even a few entries of this blog, can attest, living in Europe has been a life-long dream of mine. Imagine then my shock when I realised that I don't want to leave in the fall. I have found love here, in Chicago, and while I am still full of wanderlust, I am no longer restless. I want to settle down, to build roots.

I'm not giving up on my dream; I WILL live in Europe, at least for some time - but only when its possible for US to live in Europe. Not even Paris can fill the void in my heart when my love is not by my side.

Which brings me to my favorite part about birthdays: presents! The man I love most in this world is moving (for good!) to Chicago. I will see him on Sunday and, for the first time since we're together, we won't have to count the days until his, or my, departure.

And that is the best birthday present of all time.

Minggu, 19 September 2010

At least I'll be a "Dr." Someday

This is how I feel after an entire weekend spent reading political theory (and the fun isn't over yet).

I used to disdain people who use Dr. in their title despite not being actual doctors. I was so naive. After all this work, and all the work that is to come, the minute I graduate with a PhD, you better believe I am going to put Dr. as my title on every application and form I come across.

Until then, back to reading.



Rabu, 15 September 2010

How Lucky Am I...

...to have someone who will stay on the phone with me so I can fall asleep to the sound of his voice, then stay on the phone simply to hear me breathing.

So lucky.

Selasa, 14 September 2010

Canopy Beds





I am obsessed. There is something so opulent, seductive and exotic about waking up in a canopy bed.


Senin, 13 September 2010

Complete


I read a quote once, when I was little, that said you should find someone who complements you, rather than completes you. At the time, I thought it was the most brilliant thing I'd ever heard. I don't need anyone to complete me...I am complete, I thought. I will find someone who complements me, whose being runs parallel to mine, without encroaching on who I am.

Now that I'm older, I realise how wrong that quote was, at least for me. I don't want his being to run parallel to mine, I want it to be so intertwined with mine that it becomes impossible to pull us apart. In the way that you can't understand something you don't know, you can only truly feel the void in your heart when you find someone who fills it.

And then you realise what you have been missing and that, finally, you are complete.

Yes, Your Roots Really Are Showing

Dear Girl Yapping At The Table Next To Me At The Library:

You are aware that it is 9 a.m., right? Also, let me direct your attention to the sign right next to your table: QUIET STUDY SEATING.

Now, what combination of these two facts makes you believe that I want to hear you yelling into your cell phone about your drunken weekend adventures?

Yes, you are just a glorified booty call to him.

And yes, you probably should spend that money on diapers rather than that necklace you want.

So Glad We Talked.