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DATE : 2022.01.02
TIME : 14:57
AUTHOR :
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MOOD : MILDLY BUMMED
TITLE : END OF VACATION
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As I sit here on this Sunday before I am due to return to work,
I can't help but feel somewhat depressed about having this time
off end. I mean, who wouldn't feel a little sad after two weeks
off. I have reached the age where my job isn't a passion that I
anxiously can't wait to get back to. I remember how that felt of
course thirty years ago, but after all that time, it's more like
an old mole that you look at in the mirror every day, resolving to
one day retire.
I doesn't help that my son will be returning to college tomorrow
early for some additional team practice time. I've enjoyed having
him around while I have been off, but I know he is anxious to get
back to the college environment where he has unfettered control
over what he does, and to be able to throw off the yoke of his
parents, lol. I remember that feeling so very well.
I am reminded of a Christmas when I was a junior in college. After
some perceived slight, and I am sure it was all my fault or cooked
up by my angst ridden brain, I insisted that my parents drive me
to O'Hare so I could pick up a bus back to school. Did it hurt
my mom's feelings, of this much I am sure. I really could be a
fucking asshole back then.
Pulling into town, the univeristy was desolate. I can recall
walking back to my apartment through unshoveled snow. There were
no cell phones, the internet was on a terminal somewhere that I
didn't have access. What would I have done if I couldn't get in
my apartment? Who would I call? These important details were
absolutely beyond me at the time.
As luck would have it, I did get in my apartment and spent the
time mostly alone or with a girl from a sorority I was interested
in. But I seriously digress and even just now found myself
thinking, "What does this have to do with anything?" which I can't
argue.
Maybe this is a side effect of too much time off, good thing
that's ending tomorrow! :=)
-Snowcrash
