Rocks turn to sand, hearts can change hands
September 9th, 2008 
Come with me, my love
To the sea, the sea of loveCat power - Sea of love
There is a bottle sitting on my bathroom counter right now as I type this, and somewhere between the product description and the recommended usage is a fun fact. “Time is fun when you’re having flies”, it says; and if I could choose one sentence to describe my summer, that one would probably be it.
These last couple months have been amazing and different and somehow groundbreaking, or as groundbreaking as you can be when you only ever take things in small doses. I saw friends I hadn’t seen in many years. I traveled. I hiked up a mountain. I saw a shooting star. I got a tan line. I bought two pairs of nine west heels at $20 each. I never once stepped on a plane.
I met new people, connected with ghosty outlines from my past and stayed awake until the ungodly hours of the morning with friends. I watched someone who is like a brother to me walk down the isle. I spent five days living with my best friend, and almost two months without my other best friend. I sat on the sandy shores of the Fraser River with one of my soulmates and watched the sun bleed out into water to melodic voice of Cat Power.
I also got bit by many, many mosquitoes.
I’ve had conversations I never thought I’d have to have and talked hours on the phone with people I’ve never usually talk on the phone with. I’ve written things I haven’t sent yet, revised plans I’d set down years ago, and made decisions that are going to take up the majority of my time in the next ten months. I wanted to do a lot of things this summer I haven’t wanted to do in a very long time.
I’ve watched many movies with friends, built a small collection of inside jokes with people I adore and played enough card games to last me the rest of my life. I have stepped foot somewhere I never thought I’d be again, done well on things I thought I’d fail, and failed at things I thought I did well. I’ve watched the sun wake up against the Okanagan mountains from the rear view mirror of our car, and my heart melt a little for people, places and things I never would have expected.
I have watched feelings change, and I have felt feelings change. Never once in my life have I ever felt more my age, and I have witnessed firsthand how this has created subtle shifts in the infrastructure of my life. I have come full circle and taken long detours only to end up where I was originally going, just a year late. Every last moment—even the stressful and confusing ones—have contributed to feeling that this summer has been amazingly random and different from every other summer before it.
Oh yeah, and I did something to my hair.
Aww, wow that sounds like an amazing summer! Definitely one to remember, I’m assuming?
Just reading that reminds me of my first semster in which I now felt quite similarly..
It was a good read and felt like something out of a novel, for some reason~ :]
September 10th, 2008 at 7:12 amBangs! Go Chanel! =D
Glad it was such a rad summer for you. But now, we get to enjoy fall!
September 10th, 2008 at 8:26 amIt sounds a bit poetic in a way. I applaud you for that. =)
September 10th, 2008 at 9:34 amHello, I’m Kathyrine, and I’m a wanderer.
My summer officially ended when I stepped into the airport and flew across the country to become a “college student”–whatever that entails.
I wish I could have done as many things as you did, I look back at what I had supposedly “accomplished” and it really wasn’t anything at all. I mean, I can make it sound poetic and thoughtful, but it actually probably wasn’t.
But yes, now there’s fall, winter, spring and then once more summer to look forward to.
“Never once in my life have I ever felt more my age”
Is that not an amazing feeling? I spent so many years of my life struggling to be older than I was and once I let that go and allowed myself to BE my age, I felt better than I ever have.
Isn’t it funny, too, that everyone (myself included) feels the need to “sum up” their summer, to evaluate it and break it down and decide what you did right and what you did wrong? Why do you think that is? You never see anyone doing the same to any other season.
September 10th, 2008 at 11:28 amIt sounds like you had an amazing experience. And I love the new hair too. :)
September 13th, 2008 at 6:13 amVery pretty - hair. That’s a beautiful picture up there. Reminds me of the old house I used to spend my summers in near Lake Tahoe.
Your post made me think back too… of all the summers lost to me- friends and faces I wonder often about and would like to see again. Time flies… and oh- changes, changes. Changes are really the only thing that doesn’t change.
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