On the way into work, I stopped by the vending machines at the North Exit of the station. Near there, someone decided to plant some broccoli in a planter made of cinderblocks. It looks like I just missed a shower, judging by how wet the surrounding park and station was.
Droplets on greens.
We’re getting an abnormal amount of typhoons this fall.
Tonight I leave for Japan.
I have lived in the same place, with my mom, for almost 30 years. Tonight, I will get into a car bound towards an airport one state away, to board a plane headed to Detroit. From there, I will get on another plane headed to Nagoya, Japan.
Until now, I’ve been so preoccupied with getting things ready, that the impact of just what I’m doing hasn’t hit me. I’m going to be away for at least a little over a year, if not more. I’m leaving my friends and family behind. I’m going to be half a planet away. I am responsible for myself now. I am an adult.
It’s a really odd feeling.
I know it isn’t forever, but something about moving still feels kind of final. I’m not sure why.
All I do know is this: this is a good thing and I should look at it in a positive light.
I’m having trouble getting back into the swing of things this year. The holidays weren’t anything particularly exciting or memorable (save for various discontented cat noises), so I’m at a lost as to why.
Everyone around me seems so pumped for the new year. Everyone has so much more energy than I do. I know I have no reason o be this way, but all I want to do is sleep or watch YouTube. Is this a case of the January blues?
August is upon us once again.
Did you know? I was supposed to be born in the end of August, but ended up being born in the beginning of September. I was supposed to be born on one of my best friend’s birthday. My mom says that I knew a good thing and that’s why I waited to come out. I think she’s right.
Today is the first day in a very long time where I haven’t needed to be somewhere by sometime for some reason. I’m honestly out of sorts because of it. I don’t need to go to work today. I’m used to working seven days a week. I don’t need to go to an event of some sort. I have NOTHING planned… and it’s that lack of a plan that confuses me. I don’t know if I like this…
I’ve been seeing a lot of daffodils around lately. It’s been the go-to flower for garderners in Yonkers this year, while the Tulip has become the popular flower of White Plains. As much as I like daffodils, the yellow color makes them a little hard to photograph, since the yellow tends to show up as a blob in pictures. To do them justice, you need a good background, plenty of sun, and a decent amount of space on your SD card.