(may)day part deux

“hey maa it’s may!”
“mayday geddit?”

“lame…”

I know she thinks I’m funny *shoulder brush*
she just is in denial ha.

I have passed the checkpoint last Thursday which means – 
one, I am still in the game (and not getting kicked out huzzah)
two, I have 1.5 years to finish this off and graduate with a floppy hat (and look like a towncrier)
three, I am in still in a state of disbelief that I am actually attempting this. first thing I thought to myself after passing the checkpoint was “holy shiz, I can’t believe I am doing this”

anyhoo, it is May and this month for me is pretty much picking up my blown up brain pieces and gluing ’em back together
(so dramatic I know haha)
but it’s really now all about planning it all to a tee

last weekend was a real weekend – how weekends are supposed to feel like
I had crepes made by my french lab mate on Friday
watched the Avengers on Saturday (imo, the first one was better – I don’t like bots)
and brunch with the girls on Sunday
and bonus, supporting my dearest friend who was doing a run in Brighton at night and the stars were out and I could’ve just laid there all night
couldn’t have asked for a more perfect weekend
(I’m easily pleased obviously)

Let’s see if I can get more weekends like this
a dear friend once told me, “you choose your own reality”
so I’ll try to roll with that

***
“bet you forgot how it felt already”

and yeah I have
I mean I see it all around me
and I feel it emanating from those people
but how it really feels anymore, from the core, I would’nt know
I am not even sure if I will know what it is even if it hit me in the face
wish there was a book or something that I can use to learn it
but hey, I’m a believer.

and this song is apt.


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