I have to say, until today it has yet to feel like summer to me. I've been stuck here in depressing, landlocked Tuscaloosa, and haven't been home in almost 3 months, so I haven't enjoyed the things that traditionally define summer for me...being out on the wharf, the river, the beach; having dogs around; warm evening sunsets; etc. (even if just for a weekend - I know I don't live at home anymore).
In law school in Tuscaloosa, time stands still and every day is the same, and I haven't had the spirit or wherewithal to shake things up much. It's the classic school catch-22: I don't get enough work done becuase I get into a lethargic rut with little stimulation and motivation, but it's hard to take positive, energetic steps to get out of the rut and feel alive because I have too much work to do. So I get kind of stuck slowly spinning my wheels.
I guess I just have to try to chip away at it bit by bit...do work, then go running, do work, then go for a walk, do work, then have a nice dinner. Just fight this place every day. And at least I have the chickens to keep me smiling.
But I digress. The point of this post is that today, a big part of feeling like summer to me has arrived - Wimbledon! My whole life I've watched Wimbledon every summer, usually while near the water. In fact, 5 years ago today I was actually at Wimbledon, for Day 1 of the annual fortnight. Beautiful tennis on these lawns of south London is one of the hallmarks of summer.
So Wimbledon has begun and I'm excited. And summer school classes will end in 10 days and I'll be off for a week in South Florida. My first tropical trip in a long time; much needed. Of course, when I get back I have to cram final exams and moving to Montgomery into a long weekend (couldn't be helped; trip was planned before summer school was decided). But after that, I'll be happily free of school for 6 months. Sadly, though, not being here means not being with chickens.
Anyway, summer is finally appearing. Now I need a mojito.
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I'm afraid you'll be wildly disappointed by the regular life of work and family and home.
I hear your grief, but you try the combination of law school + Tuscaloosa. You know how locationally oriented I am. The worst trudgery is still made better if it's in a nice setting...water or mountains or vibrant civic life or something. There is no beauty here.
Except glistening ribs, of course.
And family and home I look forward too. I don't know if you misunderstand me; I'm not wishing I was living like I was 23 again. I accept adult pursuits and responsibilities. It'd just be nice to be somewhere where when you leave the house, you might see something or someone nice or interesting, even if just from the car window on the way to work. It gives you a little boost.
You know, a place where you feel like there's life and opportunity and being there is worthwhile.
Anyway, the purpose of the original post wasn't to get into this big conversation. I know I just have to do my time here and then I'll be on to greener pastures.
The point of the post was just to say that it hasn't really been summer yet but now my friend Wimbledon is here! Hurrah! Let the fortnight begin!
I can't decide if I am going to watch Wimbleton or not.
-Kafelnikov
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