Lorraine Says: Time Will Not Wait

I’m pretty fascinated by displaced memories- snippets of events or conversations you can’t quite put into context: my sister and I driving down the last stretch of road before home, the street with all the speed bumps. We were in my car, as usual, and we had the windows down and our guilty pleasure music on in the background: screamo. A shared vestige of teenaged rebellion.

We were screaming along, drumming on the car and giggling, never stopping to breathe much before we were screaming again.

“It’s kind of weird,” I said smiling and turning down the music, “but lately I’ve just been really happy.”

“Me too,” Vyelit laughed. “And I’m not sure why.”

“RIGHT? It’s like I have no reason to be happy per se, but I am.”

“Me too,” she said again. “I love this feeling.”

I don’t remember where we were coming from, why we were together, if it was a Monday or a Friday, if it was morning, noon or night. I don’t remember what I was wearing or what she was wearing or even how old I was. I don’t remember what reasons I had to be happy or what reasons I had not to be. All I remember is that feeling and that conversation, clear as day.

Every so often I’ll ask Vye if she remembers that conversation.

“Remember when we were happy for no reason?”


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For the negative one of you wondering where I've been, I was very busy turning 26. It was hard work, really, facing time. I don't really do well with time- with pasts or futures, and birthdays have a funny way of bringing both to the forefront. I did my best to age gracefully and to check the desire to complain just because 26 seemed such an intimidating number. I did my best to surround myself with all of my favorite things and remind myself that they will still be around this year too. They can still be around no matter how old I get.



In addition to bravely letting the inevitable happen, I have also been:

- Switching departments at my job and getting trained all over again.
- Suddenly being super busy at my job.
- Buying a TV one night, on a whim, because someone said, "why don't you have a TV in here?"
- Falling in love with Cap'n Crunch cereal.
- Booking a vacation to Seattle in October with Penny.
- Catching and recovering from a cold.
- Watching season one of Doctor Who, mostly during said cold.
- Reading the His Dark Materials trilogy.
- Still eating lots of chocolate and zebra cakes.
- Going to school.

Hopefully all the dust will settle soon.

I miss all of your faces,


7 comments:

Lorraine said...

Happy (belated) birthday! 26 seemed intimidating to me at the time too, but now at 27 I'd much prefer to go back to 26 (also because I don't like odd numbers so dislike 27, but that's just 'cos I'm weird).

Hope your job training and school stuff are going well :D

Lorraine said...

Despite the fact that I talk to you via email/Facebook/Twitter pretty much every day, I MISSED YOU. Yay to Doctor Who watching, and television having. Boo to being super busy at work and having a cold. You're a spring chicken, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!! Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a giant cookie in the kitchen with my name on it (not literally. That would be weird) <3

Lorraine said...

Yay for kicking life's butt! Happy belated birthday! 26 is cake. 28 is on my horizon in 2 months. Not worried- age is just a nymber. Glad you're feeling better. How's school going by the way??

Lorraine said...

I just recently started watching Dr. Who and I try to catch up on my free time. But I started on season 4.

And happy late birthday!!!

Lorraine said...

You're very busy, but you have a lot of exciting stuff going on. New job (more or less), new TV, upcoming vacation, and some new hobbies. I think that's plenty of reason to be happy. I'm turning 24 soon, and although I don't really have a problem with the passage of time, I do notice that I find that number way more intimidating than 23 and 22. Hope you had a wonderful birthday! (Sorry my wish is belated). Zebra cakes for all!

Lorraine said...

One memory I clearly have was after sneaking out of my house while still in high school, drunk, I sat on someone's lap in the passenger seat of a truck, the person slammed the door and then I realized my hand was stuck in the door because I was holding onto the roof of the car when the door closed haha. It didn't even hurt. But it was HILARIOUS to us all at the time.

Lorraine said...

Ooooo...I hope you have fun in Seattle!