Tuesday, June 1, 2010

An Empty-Filled Summer Beginning

Having pretty successfully (if I may say so myself) finished off the final exams of my Junior year of college, I am now back in La Crosse.

I must say for the first time it’s felt quite strange to be back here. I mean, I’ve done some pretty fun things so far: learned how to brew southern sweet tea, finished the Harry Potter series I started at Christmas, made a pretty fantastic compost bin for my parents made from recycled shipping pallets, and a few more things. But I’ve also done boring stuff like look for a job, try desperately to sell more of my CDs (BrianSchroederMusic.com, if you really want to make me feel like I’m doing something worthwhile), and answer questions from others and myself that have the overarching theme of What-The-Hell-Are-You-Going-To-Do-In-Twelve-Months-When-You’re-Done-With-College? To be quite honest, I feel as though I have lots of possibilities for a post-college career, all of which I can’t pursue until I get back to school in the fall. Unfortunately, the continue to nag me, now in the first day of June, with three months of potential nothingness ahead of me.

Remember last summer? Where is that magic? Where is the Emerson Merrick I-Appreciate-Everything-So-Deeply-I’m-Willing-To-Sob-While-Looking-At-A-Bowl-Of-Tomatos-I-Planted-Myself Popcorn Day happiness that was woven through every post of this blog just a year ago?  Where are all the zany dreams? Last night I dreamed that it was the night before Christmas and I hadn’t gotten anyone in my family a gift yet. I can’t make a witty collage out of construction paper from that!
I see no reason or excuse of why it’s not happening so far, on my second week of my last free summer vacation.  I need to start to do blog-worthy things again, and quick.

1 comment:

  1. I think you should have made a wilted tree and vulture outside your window, the perfect symbolism that would provide insight into your tumultuous inner existence.