It was a day like any other. I wake without enough sleep, totally lost for sleep and time, only enough for a shared breakfast and hastily writing down my dreams. This final part, i am hoping, will give significance to the 1/3 of my life i spend with my eyes closed.
But look at me know
Really...it is 11:14, and i am getting up at six tomorrow to garden at seven so that i will have time to isolate plant disease before the start of my 8:30 class. I ask, is it difficult? no, but try to go to bed when you are happy for the first time since getting home. It is like being given a gift, exactly what you wanted (say a giraffe, how cool would that be to ride down main st.) and having to put that giraffe right back in its 30' crate and say, "i know it took a long time to get here, but, monsieur Giraffe, i really must be going, andaré mañana.
Like my blog title says, though, i do not want to complain, and I really shouldn't. today was a day where i could not have changed anything for the better.
List of good things that happened today that remind me not to be negative:
1. Dan and I have both shaved to show off our mustaches. All part of a scheme involving short, cut-off jean shorts and a field trip.
2. I went Cherry picking. They really grow on trees.
3. learned the spanish word for diarrhea (chorrillo)
I also spent the entire day pounding in tomato stakes with Carly, whose is now also my friend on facebook. It was the first time, i think, that we have really enjoyed each other's company without speaking exclusively in spanish. It is so nice to spend time with anyone who has something to offer. Whether you respect them for music, or their great knowledge of literature, or simply their ability to speak a language, there is always that one great strength you can rely on when things could be strained.
I guess hard work pays off.
to bed... it is like being kidnapped every night, but only the "-napping" part
Good night
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