I love those moments when you just really, truly understand someone. When you just know, inexplicably, how to explain everything that they're trying in vain to inexplicably explicate through conveying explications. And so, as I sit here reading my good friend Rachel's blog, I find myself smiling a little and nodding, whilst I too, yawn and try to think of ways to spend my time until I can, forgivably, go to bed.
Also, it is Christmas eve tomorrow.
I spent a little bit of time right there, during the space, looking at my blogs from last year. It's strange, because it doesn't feel like that long ago, but on the other hand, there are these funny buzzy feelings in my tummy when I read parts of them. It's funny, because around this time last year I wrote a blog about me and Rachel Schneider and how we were feeling the same sort of feelings then, too; (resentment over Chemistry 20, but who gives a flying reindeer.) (I'm becoming more creative with my curses, I feel. It must be the Christmas spirit. Or Eric, finally having some impact on me. But no, probably the former.)
I spent a little bit of time right there, during that space, thinking about where I want to be next year, when I'm, re-reading this blog. I feel like I shouldn't share in this space. Possibly because it'll make more funny buzzy feelings in my stomach, completely unrelated to the coconut shortbread cookies I have just ate (...oh no, wait, that was like...3 hours ago. Hm.) But I don't want to jinx it.
I don't want to jinx it.
But I'm doing weirder and weirder things as time goes on.
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