The Break

I shouldn't be writing this right now - I should be trying to diminish my suddenly unsurmountable pile of work, but I haven't written in a while and I've been missing it. It's summer suddenly here - apparently the heat wave is the real deal, and while it's great, it's still bums me out because the weather shot from 40 degrees to 75 degrees in about one week. Hello, global warming!

But it feels like summer already, despite the fact that the leaves are just starting to uncurl. Apparently the tree that's been outside my window for 8 months happens to be a cherry tree, which are some of the prettiest trees in springtime. I'm seriously considering rearranging my room for the last two weeks of school so I can see out the window better. I don't actually have time to move all the stuff on my desk, but maybe some other time I'll forget about how behind I am and change it. I just forgot what it was like to go outside as the sun's setting and still feel warm. There's something about being able to smell dirt and flowers and leaves that makes the day feel so much more real - it reminds me that this is still another spring like all others.

I haven't been able to enjoy it as much as everyone else, since I spent the entire 80 degree afternoon in a bio lab, but it was my last lab. That takes me from my additional science workload down to everyone else's workload! But it's hard to be stressed when all you have to do is go outside to remember that there's still fresh air and sun and better ways to spend your time. I don't think that I could go to a school farther south, because it would mean that I wouldn't get this appreciation - I think I would lose this wonder if I got to have 70 degrees every day.

My window looks straight at another building about 40 feet away, but if I look far to the right I can see over the top of Fenwick and out to western Massachusetts. There's some kind of tower that flashes red lights periodically to ward off low-flying planes - it's funny that I've seen it every night for 8 months and I'll probably never find out what it is. Not that I care too much to fnd out, but it's always acted as a kind of marker to remind me of how far off I can see if I just sit up straight and look to the right. Maybe that's symbolic, I don't know. I don't have to. What I do need to do is work, but maybe it'll be more bearable if I actually make progress on it...