It’s raining. I have more time than I have
had in a long while, because I am done school! I thought I would be ecstatic,
but no. I am quite sad at the thought of the end of my time at Regent. I knew
it was coming, but it sure arrived a lot more abruptly than I would have
imagined. I did mark it with gelato on Granville Island. There is something to
marking the milestones and accomplishments in life, however small some may be.
I think I just need a few days to adjust to
being temporarily purposeless. Of course the things I do are not ideally what I
wish to derive my identity from, but there is a sense of satisfaction that
comes with being part of something bigger than myself. So I have bought some
wool/yarn and intend to attempt to crochet a jersey/cardigan for myself. We
shall see what comes of that.
In the meantime, I shall look forward to
graduation/convocation, bake up a storm in the kitchen, keep looking for a job,
and learn how to thrive in simply being. It requires humility and trust, and I
shall mine this season for its nuggets.
