Saturday, June 25, 2011

Dear Sports Night,

You are comfort food.  You're excellent background noise.  At this point, I cannot tell you how many times I've watched the entire series.  It's probably only like five, but it feels like more.  When I need something to distract me and to soothe me, you're what I turn to.  You're just familiar enough, but still exciting.  It doesn't take long to tear through the series. 

Yesterday when I got out of the shower someone was mowing the lawn right next to our house and so I pulled my shade down, which meant that I slept until noon today because I never knew when the world woke up.  It's the kind of day where I woke up and I could hear the sound of tires on the road after rain.  I had thought I might do things today, like go somewhere, but that sound cut those plans down fast.  I read a lot.  I finished Sports Night (again.) I've finally gotten the last little strange things out of my room.  I'm going to decorate my walls.  And I might go see a play tonight, just to make sure that I get outside. 

A week from Tuesday I start the next phase of my summer working with Summer Institute.  I'm nervous, but it's going to be good.  I need to get something going during this season, I've been a bum.  A pleased bum, but a bum nonetheless.  I have to get ready to wake up at 6 in the morning.  That's going to take some preparation...

We'll see how that goes.


love,
hannah

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