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Oh Hello, September.

The light seems more suited for 9pm than 9am, but weather does what weather does, so my dad and I sit in the semi-dark of this Labour Day morning and hardly even notice that we should probably turn on a light.

Long weekends are for many things, and one of them is thinking. Here are some of my thoughts:

1. My family is fantastic. We just are. I love each one of them - the sometimes-grumpy brothers, the just-in, jet-lagged parents, the hostess-with-the-most-cutest-baby sister, the in-laws who add so much goodness to our crazy, and of course, the kidlets. Oh, the kidlets. Stop growing, please!

2. I am officially a student. I don't have any notebooks. I don't have any books. I don't even own a desk. But I bought a few new* shirts and I have a schedule of mandatory orientation events this week and then I am going on a retreat with fellow students and some faculty, and then, voila, classes. It's a thing.

3. Last weekend. I'm still mulling over just how much I adored being out of the city, sleeping in a tent lit by a late summer moon, seeing not just half a dozen stars, but the actual Milky Way. Bonfires and marshmallows and dew on grass. Birds and cicadas and silence. I love the convenience and culture of the city, but I need the stillness of the country. I'm also mulling over the way I mocked fashions and discussed people in the crowd (people-watching being a favourite past-time when I'm waiting in busy places), and wondering at what point I crossed the line from casual comedy to slut-shaming, and how do I find a balance of rolling my eyes at the ridiculous without casting stones at those who don't deserve it? I feel convicted. And frustrated with many sides of my culture.


Well, that's all the think-time I have for today. It's do-time now.



*from Sally Ann and the VV, in light of with my budget & ethics.
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