
This week has been one of those weeks, those weeks where you come out completely exhausted and yet just when you think it's over.. there is more. One of those weeks where even the most just and egalitarian person hopes for nepotism and any little advantage to make things a bit easier. Nothing extraordinarily debilitating happened, it's just the wear and tear of everyday life. But, somehow it enervates the body more than usual. Hopefully this is vertex of the year and the rest will be downhill, so that I can finally feel the ubiquitous force of gravity. It can help move me along, and bring me back to a grounded state. Because honestly, at this point, there is just no time to recoup all the strength that is lost to homework, SATs, sports, and even the vanities that we concern ourselves with. I can feel the pernicious effects of being with the same people all year long, in the same classrooms, doing the same things, that are usually felt in June..
It's May. It seems I am splenetic towards this year, surprisingly prematurely. Or maybe not so surprisingly. I need it to be summer when all light is celestial and everlasting. That's the season that I love.