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In a string of bad luck, the one thing I can always count on is that it will eventually lessen one day.

It’s a routine of life: I’m doing fine, I face a sudden string of bad luck where everything goes wrong, and then suddenly everything pays off and I get granted some big life-changing thing I’ve been waiting for. It’s the same old, tired played out routine; it is almost an unfortunate state of being to be able to read the signs of life, because you know what you have in store, and what you have to endure to first get there.

Does life become more or less fun when you can read its signs, when you can interpret your future? I always wondered if this was some sort of accidental divination, which I know we’re not supposed to do, but I can’t help if my brain is trained to recognize patterns. Or maybe I just always have bad luck and am only sometimes more sensitive to noticing it, who knows.

There is never enough time! Sometimes I marvel at the ways some people seem to have infinite seconds; how does anyone find the time to be bored? To have nothing to do? It seems like an impossible position to me.

It’s a familial affliction, I presume, because it seems to be a generational curse; my mother has been busy all her life, and now I worry my future children will suffer the same.

I know I have no choice but be going going going all the time- what I really want is stability, and since I know that stability leads to complacency for me, I know that the Father would never grant me that kind of reprieve, because I wouldn’t want to do anything anymore. I’d be to comfortable to care.

But sometimes, I just wish I had more time on my side! I want time to run errands without overlapping, to take breaths between assignments and give my wrists a break, to just take a moment to catch up with the world again. It’s so hard to catch a break when your candle burns at both ends.

Finally, I get to meet up with my friends! It’s been a dream ten years in the making. The only issue with online friends is the ordeal that arises to meet them. Even worse when you’re younger, when a lack of independence and autonomy means your only obstacle isn’t just the separation by state lines.

But it’s all unfolding now, and I’m so excited! I had a killer day with one of my friends today, a sort of pre-game to tomorrow’s big events. The only issue is the impending tornado that’s set to hit, but thankfully, we’ll be going around that one. Ah, I’m so excited! And I’m so blessed we finally have the chance to see each other face-to-face; it’s never awkward.

I even got to stock up on a host of old manga and DVDs too, and my impeccable taste of Hikaru No Go and Shaman King was approved by the guy who rang me up. He even mentioned that the former is receiving a reprint, which is like music to my ears! That series was always a favorite of mine; I’ve now gone from reading them through the library to owning a copy with my own hands, haha. (I even managed to find some DVD copies of Yokai Watch, an omnibus from Negima– which I did not buy, but instead went for Vol. 10, season collections of Chapelle Show and Good Times, and then finally acquired a charger for my 3DS. It only took four years, haha.)

I finally got my lips on some water, too! After I met up with my friend and we ate Zaxby’s together at the park (a suggestion made by another friend of ours), we hit up one of the paths and covered almost three miles of it by the time we left. I’ve already been stupidly dehydrated since I’ve left my dorm for the world- my pee has been an interesting shade of orange- but I’ve gotten to remedy that with the massive gallon of water I’ve finally managed to secure, the first time I’ve stepped in a grocery store in months now. I’ve got a killer headache still. I’m also starting to realize that I greatly appreciate cities with walkable floorplans.

I had to kill most of my time here working on some overdue assignments for school, really so my grade wouldn’t plummet, more than anything, but this place has some interesting coffee shops. My favorites are the chess cafes and the blended skate park-cafe I managed to find. I’m sitting there right now, as a matter of fact, and will probably spend the rest of the evening making my way back to the hostel before I set my projector up and enjoy my new Saw DVD boxset- I managed to get the first seven films for super cheap, too!

Tomorrow, hopefully we won’t be lambasted by the tornado that’s set to arrive, and I’ll be one day closer to getting home, where hopefully I can veg out and drink all the water I could ever dream of, and abuse the shit out of the new option WordPress has for you to use plugins on personal plans. For now, it’s time for some fun in the sun! No more coding or working for others; just for me. After that, I’ll finally be back at home in my mother’s arms, and we can have a grand ole time with the four days we’re set to send together before my school schedule whisks me away again. Eleven days is never a long time, haha.