Ten things I have done today that will give you a broader sense of where my life is right now:
1. Admired my legs in the mirror (my brand-new Somerville running route courtesy of the fantastic Gmaps Pedometer takes me up a monstrous hill not once but twice; have not yet stopped at the scrumptuous Danish pastry shop at the base of it)
2. Researched the Peace Corps, Americorps and open teaching positions in places like Arizona
3. Watched Law & Order: Special Victims Unit on my newly-connected cable TV (some things never change)
4. Made plans to go on a second date tomorrow night; immediately thereafter mentally dismissed date as someone I won't be interested in after date is over; attempted to counteract defeatist attitude with open mind and casual, carefree approach to date
5. Thoroughly enjoyed exclamation-point job (new kid contest puts me in charge of a team of kids named "Rachel's Renegades," a name I did not choose; anticipate month of being asked what a renegade is); then left it with headache
6. Completed little to no actual work of real value to my classes
7. Purchased $9.99 sneakers at Target in anticipation of walking in foul weather
8. In the course of writing this post, answered bizarre but delightful phone call requesting me to remember the name of elementary school classmate I haven't thought about since 1995
9. Experienced feelings of isolation and loneliness warring with equally strong feelings of independence and Simon/Garfunkel syndrome ("I am a rock, I am an island")
10. Questioned everything I thought I wanted out of life
Friday, September 15, 2006
I am shielded in my armor
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Well, questioning is good sometimes! If you hadn't questioned your supposed inability to be athletic way back when, you might never have entered that marathon! I think questioning what you want out of life is what being in your twenties is all about. And if you can question yourself while maintaining killer thighs and calves, then that's just bonus.
Well yeah, I didn't mean it like a bad thing. Just, you know, another update on my tedious quarterlife crisis.
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