Plenty of air, and plenty of room...
I am officially graduated. I now have a BA in Theatre Performance.
Graduation was one of the most miserable experiences of my life. It was cold and it was raining. They lined us up at 10am in the misty, rainy grossness, and then they delayed the graduation until noon, leaving us shivering and hungry in line. It was terrible.
But it's over now, and I have a degree.
Now I'm moved back home, and I love my family and spending time with them. But being home really demonstrates how the family is growing and evolving and there's not really a lot of space for me anymore. Not because of anything bad, it's really not bad thing. I am used to my own space, my own kitchen, my own timing. And my family has shifted, and grown, and adjusted to take up the space that was once mine in the house. My sister, Lady Angst, has my old room, so when I visit she sleeps on the floor and all of our stuff is crammed into the room. I do not resent her having the room, I don't use it 90% of the time, but we don't fit in there together.
On top of it all, I have all of the apartment stuff packed into boxes in our garage or sitting in our living room. So everything is just a little crowded.
Moving back home is always hard when you've had your own space. I'm ready to be out doing my own thing and with my own space. Flower Child, Sweaters, and I move to Ohio in July or August to start our own little family. And so, with that, I leave you with a picture of me and my roommates. Here's to the future, and finding our own space in the world.
Graduation was one of the most miserable experiences of my life. It was cold and it was raining. They lined us up at 10am in the misty, rainy grossness, and then they delayed the graduation until noon, leaving us shivering and hungry in line. It was terrible.
But it's over now, and I have a degree.
Now I'm moved back home, and I love my family and spending time with them. But being home really demonstrates how the family is growing and evolving and there's not really a lot of space for me anymore. Not because of anything bad, it's really not bad thing. I am used to my own space, my own kitchen, my own timing. And my family has shifted, and grown, and adjusted to take up the space that was once mine in the house. My sister, Lady Angst, has my old room, so when I visit she sleeps on the floor and all of our stuff is crammed into the room. I do not resent her having the room, I don't use it 90% of the time, but we don't fit in there together.
On top of it all, I have all of the apartment stuff packed into boxes in our garage or sitting in our living room. So everything is just a little crowded.
Moving back home is always hard when you've had your own space. I'm ready to be out doing my own thing and with my own space. Flower Child, Sweaters, and I move to Ohio in July or August to start our own little family. And so, with that, I leave you with a picture of me and my roommates. Here's to the future, and finding our own space in the world.
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