Sometimes when I am walking home from the metro, I think about where I was a year ago, and almost invariably, I find myself happier now than I was then.
For instance, during this same week last year, I broke up with my boyfriend and my grandpa died. I made two trips to California in one week, and I got further behind on school, internship, and law review work. Not a fun week.
This week however has been a blast. That's not to say it hasn't been stressful (if you need help unpacking the double negatives... well, I've been pretty stressed and tired lately). But I've been having fun. Part of why I'm tired is because my roommates and I stay up late, sitting in the hallway, talking about life and boys and the fun things we are going to do with each other and planning parties.
We run to the Air Force Memorial at sunrise. We laugh about when boys tell us our hair looks great when it's just in a ponytail (and not even a cute one at that). Then we watch youtube videos and laugh some more.
I can come home excited about an economics article I am reading, and my roommates suggest I diagram it with white board marker on the mirror. And then they listen to me explain the prisoner's dilemma and how my professor applied it to dating, and they smile. Not the fake smile that expresses, "wow, I don't know what to say because I think you're a little crazy" or the real smile of "Oh, Meg..." that is accompanied by a slight shaking of the head, but instead the genuine smile of, "I love to see you so happy and excited and I'm glad the people coming over to our apartment are repeatedly making references as to how our mirror looks like a scene out of A Beautiful Mind."
Yes, life is good. It's better than it was a year ago. Welcome Spring Break!
I hope you celebrate with some Cadbury eggs :)
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