Michael Battalio


Tuesday, May 16, 2006

summer begins

I have to say that one of my favorite things to do while I'm home and
not working is to sit on the porch swing, right after I get up (and
while no one else is home), with a cup of my mom's fantastic coffee
and admire my garden. I do a lot of thinking there, and at this
point in my life, it is my favorite place in the entire world. If I
never got tired of sitting, I would never leave. I haven't even been
home an entire two full days yet, but I've already spent about four
hours there. I'm typing this post there in fact. The coffee is
starting to get cold though.

Now that the semester (and the wedding [that I played cello in, not
my wedding, although...]) is over, I am finding time to genuinely
think about things. The first conclusion I have reached in the last
couple of days is that I can't just forget last semester (Actually, I
suppose it's now two semesters ago, fall semester.); I have to have
memories to replace all the stuff about fall semester I wish to
forget. Spring semester was not a semester I wish to remember either
though (I dare to say it is something I wish to remember even less.),
so I don't really have any fond memories with which to come back to
every time my mind begins to dwell on things I'd like to forget
(Well, I suppose forget is a strong word. It's part of who I am, so
perhaps a better phrase for right here is to leave alone for the time
being.) So, having figured that out, I'm now going to try to make
myself a few good memories I can take away from this summer and bring
with me next fall semester. The question now becomes how. I think
the best thing to do is to call up some friends I haven't talked to
in a while, especially ones I know are in the same town as I am, and
go and do something. (Those of you who know me know I hate cliches,
but an idle mind is the devil's workshop.) I also think it is time
to renew my interest in some hobbies that I was almost obsessed with
before college yet dropped afterwards; painting jumps out in my
mind. Those are now my goals for the next two months. And we'll
just see how they go.

And with that, it's 12:30; I'm hungry.

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