#7 – Monday: Deep Breaths Now

So. here goes my seventh post, making this a week since I started up again, and by now it feels like I never left.  I’m also remembering just why I stopped in the first place… but hopefully this will get better in the coming months.

Now, today is Labor Day and the unofficial end of summer.  Of course, my summer ended a week ago because someone thought it would be a good idea to come back in August.  Brilliant guys, just brilliant.  But anyway, school starts for real tomorrow, and I have a terrible feeling that I’m not quite ready.  Everything’s falling back to Earth… I just hope it doesn’t happen to fast.  But anyway, something interesting did happen today, which you will be notified of in three… two…

This morning I woke up and went downstairs for some breakfast.  What made this different than every other morning was that my dad had found a turtle (actually a tortoise, which we found out later), in the field behind our house.  I was then drafted to take it down to the creek I didn’t actually know existed by a path that I had never seen before this morning with my sister and her friend.  That first part went pretty well actually… even though I ran into a spiderweb… but there was no actual spider in it so that went pretty well.  The bad part was after we released the tortoise, which my sister named Felipe (don’t ask me), up on the embankment.  Someone (your’s truly), decided it would be a good idea to clean up the trash lying around the creek and put it in the bucket we’d used to hold to tortoise.  In the end, we picked up about twenty pieces of trash ranging from cigarette boxes to garbage bags to beer cans (hmm) to this old, dirt-encrusted red towel lying half-in, half-out of the mud.  Then we had to carry it up two hills back to my house… before dumping it in our trash can and getting all the riverbed mud hosed off our shoes.  I’m serious, I should be able to put that on my college application.  Cleaned creek.  It would look good don’t you think?

SONG OF THE DAY: RESTLESS HEART SYNDROME

Don’t worry, it gets better than the beginning.  It’s Green Day.  Give it a chance.  So see you tomorrow reader, or not, the choice is… … … gah, I’m doing it already.  Goodnight.