7/18/08 09:05 pm
Yesterday at work in Boston, a little strange little girl with an eerily calm tone and disposition first told me my sunglasses were too big (truth)-- and when I took them off she said very calmly, very matter-of-factly, not as an insult, just an everyday comment, "Oh... You kind of have a boy face." Made my day. She was such a weird little kid, I really want to what her deal is. Oh well.
Aside from the fact that I need to start exercising and eating better, I'm relatively happy with things lately. My cousin Scott has been in town for two weeks, I've been seeing quite a bit of him. Had a few beers with him tonight. He really is like my big brother. I'm grateful he's been around my whole life. I sometimes wonder what I'd be like if it weren't for him. But I digress.
Back to the present-- I'm not involved with anyone of the opposite sex-- not directly, at least, and I'm okay with that. In fact, my current status is my choice. I'm excited to see Hunter next weekend, Jorie in two weeks, perhaps Scott (not cousin- Hampshire BFF Scott) in a month or so. Excited to go back to school, to see all my Hampshire friends, excited/scared to start my division III thesis.
Since getting over my break-up with Adam, I feel I've actually been consistently content, at the least. A minor rut here and there, but overall, I've been good. I honestly feel like my choice to go into ministry has truly made me a happier, more confident, slightly less anxious person. My mom is skeptical about it. She told me, "I just feel like it's more of a calling." I agree. This is the first time I've been truly excited and optimistic and confident about my future. If that's not a sign of a calling, I don't know what is.