fluffy motivation
20.11.10
Snow. Every year, snow is the silent but fluffy motivation for my posting. I'm not sure why, but there's something so moving about the slight fall-drift-fall of snow. I had a wondrously comfortable day, where the events just seemed to fit together, however spontaneous. It was coffee-cold this morning, meaning it was so cold that I needed to buy a cup of java just to warm my fingers up on my way to class. After my last class, I spent a warm transition of afternoon-into-evening with Giuliana. For three hours, we never paused our endless conversation covering some pretty major-league topics. I really do miss those first moments that you discover someone and find out all the things you have in common with them, it's probably the most refreshing part of life...to be able to say, "Me too!" and chatter on about it for minutes if not hours. Maybe it's because in those first few moments with that person, you are no longer strangers but not familiar enough to express your differences.When my time on campus ticked to an end, I brisk-walked my way across UBC towards the bus loop, slicing the air with my razor sharp cowboy boots and mittens. I noticed the light rain that I love, the slight buzz that comes with street lights reflecting off pavement. In those moments alone, the rain and the light and the pavement made sense all bound into one. I whisper-talked to some nice women on the bus. I got off the bus and walked, not as briskly this time, but at a slow pace, taking in the neon lights of cafe signs and restaurants.
Soon, or what seemed like soon after, I was sitting on a bar stool at the Killarney Starbuck's with my salted caramel hot chocolate and a free sample of a pecan/chocolate/peanut butter bar, plugged into my laptop. For the first time, I was alone and I didn't feel disappointed by it...I felt quite the opposite, almost overjoyed at my comfort with this alone time. I certainly didn't look deep into myself and do any personal self-reflection, but my satisfaction level felt satisfied for the first time in months.
Unplugged, I picked Hannah up from work and spent my belated weekly laughter-filled night with her, covering topics only two people who've known each other for years could touch on. With our hair straightened and junk food consumed, our exciting movie marathon began...and I fell asleep on her, as per usual. She is one of, if not the only person, I feel completely as peace with myself with, someone I don't have to put on a front for in any way whatsoever. Her family gatherings around her tiny room/door frame are something I look forward to being a part of. The night ended, and Carly drove me home in the newly fallen snow. Cars were pushed and hills were conquered...I'd made it home. The snow reflected the street lights into the pink-grey sky, but I didn't wait around to admire. There's plenty of time for that within the next few months!