As of now I am feeling something akin to rebirth. The taste of freedom lingers still in the air, and I have never felt better since... I don't even remember. What I have right now, is what I describe as peace and serenity. There's no one to nag, no one to call. I no longer feel oppressed by being in the house. The only thing that could make this day better is if the Sun came out.
It's been overcast for the entire morning, and I wish I'd see a bit of Sun. When I drove here yesterday, it rained the whole way. When I stepped out the car to get more petrol, it felt as if I've been dropped in the centre of the Antarctic. Now that I'm inside the house, it's all nice and warm, but I would hate to go outside and brave the autumn winds. Actually, autumn isn't so bad because it's spring but less sunny, but God knows I hate winter.
Come to think of it: I've almost blogged on for an entire year, haven't I, if it's winter again. I mean, I swear half my earlier posts were complaints about winter. I do remember that what made me start to write was the fact that I wanted attention and publicity... except now I think I don't really care about that any more. This has just turned into something of a public journal/diary, but it doesn't feel bad. Doesn't feel as if my soul has been exposed or anything, more like I've gained an audience who I can vent at.
Anyway, I am enjoying every minute of my holiday... or rather, what's left of it, because I had to spend so much of it at home. School starts in like, two days, but no matter, I'll like it enough. There's something to be said about accepting your choices as your own and not your parents; all of a sudden I am more willing to take responsibility for what happens later in life.
I think I'll be happy.
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