I just finished reading Jane Green’s The Beach House. The book was suggested to me by a co-worker after she read it. While normally I can get through a book within a day or two, this summer I have only read a total of five and a half (I read more books over winter break). The Beach House only took me a week to read and I actually find that an accomplishment.
After spending the summer 1800 miles away from home to stay with relatives and work some-what of an internship, I have just recently started to hide out in my room to get a few minutes to myself. Living with my relatives have made simple enjoyments of the life I’m used to, like reading, a near impossible task. I’m not necessarily complaining but it isn’t what I’m used to either. Even now, at this moment, I can hear people upstairs, there’s someone right outside my door vacuuming and there’s classical music playing rather loudly. Something I’m not used to now that I’ve spent nearly a year completely on my own before I left for another state in May.
Next Saturday, however, I will be leaving to go back home. I can’t wait to get back and pick up where I left off at home. Already plans have been made for the week I get back all the way to the last few weeks of October. The beauty of Rhode Island will be missed and the lack of rambunctiousness that has been so constant in the background these past few months will possibly leave me feeling empty for a while. At the same time, I am ready for peace.
Lately I’ve had a few ideas to write down. While, the ideas are story worthy I decided to write here instead. I’d rather have the absolute stillness of my own apartment back in Texas than the constant chatter here when it comes to writing. That and I’ve also felt the need to start a “journal” again.
Besides, my thoughts are too scattered when there is commotion and even writing this is taking more time than I’d prefer. Not because of length but because of the effort it is taking me to concentrate on every single word.
I found this site browsing through one of my older online journals and decided to start over. It seems to be what is needed. Instead of buying a new journal to write in you can create a new user name on a new site and it works just as well.
So here’s to the end of my summer and the start of a new semester at school and the old sweater-like comfort being home.
