Graduation Day 2010

It doesn't seem like 7 p.m. It doesn't seem like my roommate moved out. It doesn't seem like life changed today. But of course it has.

Another year officially ended with Union's graduation weekend. The school is my alma mater and I live across the street, hence my life rhythm still being synched to the school year. I may be out but I still feel a slow down coming when May comes.
My cousin, roommate and several good friends marched down the isle, received their diplomas, and bid farewell to our little college. I couldn't help but be nostalgic. I remember my cheeks hurting from smiling and being tired from a packed weekend.

I'm exhausted. I went to three receptions and hung out with my family. But this time even my surroundings seems tired. My apartment is a quiet mess, except for Ferdie, my parakeet, who keeps jumping through his swing and puffing his feathers from my window's cold draft. I like the idea of my own space now that Crystal moved out, but knowing she won't be coming back will be odd for a few days. The weather outside is not helping: it is May and in the low 50s, complete with a chilly wind and overcast sky.

Today has become a tired day. I feel like napping to recharge but I tried and couldn't fall asleep. That's why I'm here. Maybe reflecting will help me readjust of my surroundings and life. Ah, thank goodness for writing.

First on the list is my apartment. I don't like my computer being on the ground and Ferdie probably doesn't appreciate being crowded by DVDs, CDs and LPs.