I have a few questions that have been simmering in my inbox for the past couple of weeks. I'd answer them now, but for the sake of keeping Q&A Sunday what it is, I'm going to save them for next time. I wanted this post to be a personal one.
So, summer blues. I didn't anticipate this general feeling of "blah". I thought summer was going to be fun, happy, exciting. I suppose it is, and perhaps it's just my reactions to everything that have been sub-par. Whatever it is, it's an insult to call this little time frame in my life "summer". In my soon-to-be-24 years of life, summer has always represented the best time of year, hands down. But it may as well be fall now. I'm in school all the time, I study as much as I always do, I'm stressed, I can't keep my room clean for more than 12 hours, I miss my family and my childhood friends, my cat doesn't let me sleep, and the weather here hasn't even felt like summer for the most part. (Cry me a river, right? Hmph.) It's actually even worse than fall because I'm doing my best to maintain my end of a temporarily-long-distance relationship, and I'm quickly learning it's not easy as pie as my naive self tried to make it out to be at first.
I'm trying to keep it together though. I make a decent effort to have fun with my friends. I enjoy my time in clinic and learn a lot from my patients. I've been working out almost every day, training for Hood to Coast and lifting heavy at the gym and developing some attractive calluses/blisters. I bought a guitar and have been slowly teaching myself to play, even though it's hard and my fingers are starting to get calluses and I really, really suck at it. I'm filling my time up in ways that I never consistently have before, but there's an obvious void that I can't seem to fill, and this seems to be what's getting me feeling so melancholy recently.
I think this is what people refer to as "reality". Time to suck it up and keep on swimming, because everything passes.