Yep, I'm okay.  Last week was...last week.  I was kind of stressed out, (as if you couldn't tell).

Right now, I'm trying to forget it all.  The past.  The future.  It's all gone.  Music.  Ludovico Einaudi is playing through my headphones and I'm sitting in the present--only the present moments exist.

I'm choosing not to worry about tomorrow.  It doesn't matter.  Neither does two months from now.  Nothing matters but the present.

I have no work or violin lesson tomorrow, and my workplace is closed for the 4th.  So I have an honest to goodness three day weekend ahead of me.  Three days of no work.  You can't even believe how ecstatic I am.  I work five days a week, and have a hectic sixth day of other things.  I am so looking forward to pampering myself with wasteful expeditions and junk food and extra sleep.

I've decided that as I am moving away in about a month and a half (the 19th of August) that I must do at least one extra special thing for myself each day.  I want to make the most of my last weeks at home.

Yesterday I bought ice cream.  May not seem like much, but I really enjoyed it.  My friend slept over the night before.  I've cracked open some fun books that I never finished last summer.  I've been rewatching old favorite movies.  Tonight was Mission Impossible 3.   I also printed out the sheet music for Einaudi's "Fly" song.  (Think Nokia camera comercials or NBA if you youtube it. lol)

It's time to enjoy my last summer at home as a pre-college kid.  I have 48 days left at home....

*~*Laura*~*