This month has had so much in it and it's not even to the halfway mark yet. ✩
It started with a defining basketball game at a bar that is a trademark of the university, and rushing the streets afterwards to avoid the baby fires I was too nervous to jump over knowing my luck.
I learned a thing or two about the sport, and I could have been one of those girls in college to watch gmaes just for the sake of friends and company. I don't know why I thought it was all a waste of time. Lowkey ashamed of underclassman Lizzie.
Then C. and I went to the library book sale that I had been looking forward to for the past couple of months. I got plenty of books, and there are a few that I'm exceptionally excited for: Grief is the Thing with Feathers (current read), I Wish Someone Were Waiting for Me Somewhere (also a current read), Love in the Time of Cholera, Lolita (no gaudy-tacky cover included), Dead Souls (1942, illustrated, smell-good-trusty-hardback), various chapbooks of poetry, and The Russian Dreambook of color + flight (absolutely no pictures taken during the adventure --too distracted and curious to bother with them).
I also read and finished The Luzhin Defense. I feel like I need to give the second half another read, but part of me just felt off put or rushed or maybe I just love reading children so much more than adults --but either way, it was a good read, ✩✩✩✩. Enjoyed the childhood, enjoyed the end, enjoyed the wife's wedding night.
The most recent adventure was with C. and J. and we went to a honeysuckle tea room. I always try so hard to love tea and it never quite works --there was one time in my life I fully enjoyed a cup of hot tea and it was at Nana's in her bed while Bobshi was dying and it was sleepytime tea and I've never found another cup to taste quite like it. Perhaps grief or sadness had something in it.
But I will find a cup of happiness that will have me and I'll drink it for the rest of my life.
But it was a wonderful day and we walked around looking for dandelion puffs to make wishes on but I kept kicking them to help spread seeds for the sweet future little honeybees and then it became harder to find wishes but it was fun all the same.
And for whatever reason, my legs were exceptionally, luminously pale that day, regardless of the light or angle, haha. But I found a deep abyss-like Alice-like hole and the trees cup the parking lot if you even want to call it that because there is none.
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I visited Prof. L. today after not seeing him for months and months maybe a year and he was so happy and made me promise him to come back again --he said I was radiating positive energy and it all felt very hopefull. It was a very quick thing --it's exam/final paper season so he had students to talk to but it was still very, very nice. I think on Monday I'll stop by and see if K. is in, I owe him a visit, too. It's been such a nice day, I wanted to tell someone about it.
Also on the bus today (well I first spotted them at the bus stop after seeing the professor) --there was a small boy and his father and they looked so much alike and the boy was covered in multicolored marker up to his knees and his father seemed so unphased and they took selfies and talked like they were best friends and I was so proud to see them and I couldn't help but laugh and I think I might have been in the background of one of their selfies and I hope I'm smiling to myself because I couldn't help it. It made me even happier to see them, and I was already chipper and swinging my legs at the bus stop before them.
Well, I think I'm off to read or find another adventure, who knows, really.
With so much love, Lizzie. x
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