Hiatus

The thing about a hiatus, or the purpose, is to rejuvenate you. Give you some time to chill, so that upon your return, the burning-out process can start fresh. At least that was my point of view until today. Spring break ends tomorrow, and the only thing this week has done for me is sort out my priorities and put school on the bottom. Don't get me wrong. My education is my window to the world and all that stuff. I'm all for it. I like to learn and see my friends. I also like doing my own research on topics I've been wondering about, reading my own books, and writing my own papers. But alas, that does not create a GPA. Maybe they can deliver the SATs to me on a silver platter. I've got three hours, and I've done it before. I liked it.

Haha. WEIRDO. Yeah, yeah. So here's the thing. I've got two months left, and I plan to do my best. That gets me to summer safely. Which gets me to next year safely...*cue buzzkill. Ah, the concept of time. That's a separate post altogether.

Soggy Wishes

The most satisfying spring breaks are spent at home...if you like nothing more than a good errand. What's wrong with you?

Just kidding. Today was a bank run. My dad would have liked to take the little red convertible. A bit too chilly, I say. How about a motorcycle? How logical is that. But whatever. The bank is one of my favorite rides. And besides, the helmet keeps my face warm.

Our bank has a big beautiful fountain, crooked today because of the wind. Out of my mother's black denim jacket pocket I pull two pennies, thankful they didn't find the hole in the corner. Wanna make a wish, Dad? My favorite part about these wishes, is seeing the ones made before me..each represented by a one-cent piece. Today however, a thick layer of soil covers the depths of the fountain, concealing past hopes - both shiny and dull. My father flips the penny as far as he can. I'm not sure what he wished, or if he even did. Obviously the flight of the penny was more important. Where will you put yours? he asks. I think for a bit and toss it a few feet in front of me. He never asks what I wish for. He knows I wouldn't say.