Waking from Dreams
“That was an autumn of cold winds that stripped the leaves from the trees and blew them in clouds through the street. I would wake from dreams and hear the leaves against my window.”
(My Name Is Asher Lev, Chaim Potok)
In a way, autumn is like waking up from the dream of summer. Today is the first day that’s felt like autumn. The skies are gray, the trees are wind-shaken, the air is chilly, and the semester is well underway. It’s time to work and be focused and settle into the routine. I love, love, love autumn. And to think this may be my last school year ever. To me, fall and the beginning of school are so inextricably intertwined that I can hardly imagine one without the other. Either way, though, I’m soaking in this beautiful season.
And this week, and today in particular, for me will hopefully be like waking up from the stupor I’ve been in for the past two weeks. I don’t know what the reason has been, but I’ve had very little motivation, and very little zest for life, if that makes any sense. I haven’t been really sad or anything. I’ve been enjoying myself in a laidback sort of way. I haven’t been homesick at all - although I did experience a twinge of homesickness today when Kayla and I were talking about old times. It was more like nostalgia than homesickness, I guess. But anyway, even though I haven’t been sad, I also haven’t been very excited about anything. I’ve been viewing each day as something to get through, and I don’t think that’s how this life was meant to be lived.
This weekend I got a lot accomplished homework-wise, and today has been a pretty good day so far. Quiet, tired, but good. I’m about to gather my homework together, drop by the financial aid office to get my work study paperwork, and go to a coffee shop to study for a couple of hours. Then tonight I have my public speaking class, which is actually enjoyable as long as I don’t have to give a speech (which I don’t this week). Tomorrow I start babysitting. I’m a little nervous because it will be my first time with this family, but I’m excited also.
Enjoy your day!
3 Comments to Waking from Dreams
out of curiousity Anna have you read (My Name Is Asher Lev, Chaim Potok)
It’s one of my absolute favourites
AnnaSeptember 10, 2007
Yes, Bec, thanks for asking! I read it last year. It’s beautifully written.
Autumn rocks! Alas, in Texas, we only get a week’s worth and it really doesn’t get crisp and cool until December.
There may be hope this year: today it rained like cats and dogs and this summer has been cooler than normal.
Here is looking forward to a long autumn and winter in Texas.
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I'm Anna. I'm 22. I love reading and writing. I'm a recent college graduate living at home. And I hope you are blessed by what you read here.
September 10, 2007