Sunday Spring?

Yesterday it was like 70 degrees out and sunny. Minnesotans were out in their t shirts if that... shorts and dresses. The world seemed full of possibility, opportunity, brightness, choice and action. 

A friend and I got dinner, walking to the University and back, talking about what could come next. 

My friend remarked that I had a nice adult place. It made me feel good to think that someone might like it. I think I am slowly coming to the conclusion that I will be spending another year here. Yesterday I did some organizing. It would be easy enough to move again, but if I move, I want to know what I am moving for... I moved here to be closer to my office. I can't move my office until November at the earliest... so if that's the case. I think it would make sense to stay here for another year even if its really expensive. But who knows what could happen in the next 6 months. The news looks scary, and its difficult to hold optimism at a time like this. 

Over night the temperature dropped and cut in half. Its a gray day, and I didn't sleep very well probably because I had too much cajun spice on my seafood boil last night (trying new things at restaurants). I tried to wake up early and just couldn't get myself to face the world. I went back to sleep and woke up an hour or two later, slightly more promising. I watched some youtube and stared at a stack of Benihana gift cards I need to use by the end of the week. Feeling bad about my Dad giving me these gifts and then me wanting to pull away from him. Wondering who I could drag to Benihana on short notice, considering E. 

I tried to sit through online church and just found that it did not resonate, though they did sing a flight of the conchords song. For some reason church feels less the place I want to be lately. Maybe because E started going with me, and then it felt like a new grief when we weren't. Throughout the service I was thinking about her, despite the tarot reader (prior to the service) saying that a divine counterpart would soon enter the scene. Reciprocal, sturdy, grounded, curious, partnership. Fated... hopeful? I nodded along to the tarot reader saying "I know, thats what I've been asking for this whole time..." almost a little snarky. 

After I decided to end church early, I went and got chipotle with a gift card my dad gave me. Again, feeling complications... on the drive out to Roseville I thought about times with E, about making sure she got food, about taking care of her. Feeling sad about not having anyone to love, and not knowing what's next. I keep wondering why I am not reaching out, and keep reminding myself its ok if she pulls back. It's probably for the better for both of us in the long run. Its a weird feeling, to miss someone and to want them to pursue their life.  

I wish I was feeling more promise today, like yesterday when the world was full of potential. Today feels like preparation for a work week ahead. It feels like a cold and isolated Sunday. The kind it would be ideal to cozy up with a partner. But instead, I'll focus on what I have to do next. 

Spanish. That's what I have to do next. 

Then reading. 

Then work or exercise.

Then the other.

Check off the daily list. 

Make yourself dinner. 

Go to bed at a reasonable hour. 

Start the work week. 

Repeat.