Rainy Days and Explosions in the Sky

Today is St. Patrick's day which isn't a surprise to anyone. Last St. Patrick's I attended our hometown parade with a few of my sorority sisters and enjoyed the amazingly sunny warm (being relative, most likely 50 degrees) weather we were having. This year however I went out last night and stayed out until three in the morning. I am an early riser on the weekends but not to day. I leisurely got up around 10am to see that it was snowing outside. The snow quickly turned to rain. Rain is one of my favorite things. For me, rain has the ability to change my mood into one that is ultimately calming. When it rains everything feels right. It reminds of me of being in Ireland and listening to the rain fall as a fell asleep. It reminds me of dancing in the rain when I so incredibly happy. Dancing in the rain heightens my happiness to a state that comes around so rarely these days. This isn't to say that I am not happy there is just something about being so happy I can't stand it that I miss.

I went to study in a local coffee shop. I picked a small table in the back under romantic lighting and sat down ready to study. That clearly failed. I turned on my Pandora to the Explosion in the Sky station and set forth. I usually do really well listening to them and completing my homework. Something about today however, and I couldn't. I sat and reflected about my life. Nothing in particular to share, but enough to get me thinking. After a bit of reflecting I began to think about my classes. Lately I have been really intrigued with my Caribbean Literature course. I am so fascinated in the history of the Caribbean that I download some Bob Marley songs. As I was listening to them I had an epiphany. The things that have made the most happy in my life have been the things that I was initially unsure about. I have always stuck to the two same genres of music: Country and Pop. Occasionally some alternative tunes sneak in there but not often. Last night I went to a concert that I really didn't think I would enjoy. I was invited and decided it might be fun. It was the most fun I have had in a long time. I miss pushing my limits and seeing where it will take me. I realize that attending a concert isn't necessarily pushing my limits, but it hasn't ever been my thing. After everything that I have reflected about today, I think I am finally ready to start my bucket list.

The Library

The library is either my best friend or my worst. Today, it started off being my buddy and now we are in a fight. The surprisingly uncomfortable chair that I am currently residing in, is misleading. It is covered in fabric and looks like it has lots of padding, but it was all a figment of my imagination. My bum has gone numb now I total of four times. I haven't seen the outside world I like to call society in three hours. As much as I am over this place, it has provided me with a relatively distraction free zone to do my homework. There is only so much time I can devote to doing my homework until my ADD kicks in. Today, that time allowance was 3 hours. I have not accomplished close to what I need to accomplish but I have started most of it.

For an English major, the fact that I used to avoid the library like the plague is surprising. It has been a recent development, this relationship. I love books. I love reading them, looking at them and imagining what it would be like to read a book that isn't assigned to me. In two weeks I will be home free for Spring Break and will absolutely be utilizing that time to read a book...among other things.

Home For The Weekend

Okay so not my home. I traveled to my Big sister's home with my little this weekend for a weekend away. Our true reason for traveling four and half hours was to attend a Founder's Day event with an alumni association that greatly supports our chapter. We are arrive on Friday evening and "did homework" and just relaxed. This morning we got up early, clearly misreading the time change we in turn meant we woke up at 6 am instead of 7.We drove for two hours to attend our Founder's Day brunch. The brunch was very special and I met a bunch of wonderful women. We honored a 75 year member who was 96 years old. It melts my heart to see how my sorority influenced her throughout her entire life. There seemed to be a common theme today, every speaker talked in length about traveling. Our speaker was a travel writer that spoke in detail about her life as a writer. I envy her life because to this day, she travels on her own and with her family. I love that she lives and independent life and still has a family, that's really all I can ask for.

I can't wait to travel again. I am headed to Boston in a matter of days but I'm itching to get out of the country again. I feel like when I start to really see the world is when my life will really start. I also can't wait to be a little bit farther away from my family. I love them however I loved living in Ireland and answering to no one. It is a liberating feeling to answer to no one and do whatever you like when you like. I will travel again one day, it may not be for awhile but it is something that is important enough for me to pursue.