Stuck in the middle with you
I’ve been feeling a little bit stuck lately. Sure, as my roommate pointed out yesterday, I’ve begun to “epitomize the Capitol Hill culture” which I guess should mean I’ve found a niche that I’m content to dwell in. Oh so wrong. I’m happy with life and how it’s going, don’t get me wrong. Wake up, go to class, go to work, bike or walk the dog down to the cafe…same shit different day. I’m ready for something momentous to happen, shake up my world a bit. Each day brings me closer to summer and while it won’t change my daily life much I can’t wait to wander Cap Hill in the sun and lay in the park with friends. Summer in Seattle cannot be beat, even by San Francisco which is definitely saying something coming from me. Holing up in Vita watching the rain beat the windows even though it’s June makes me want this even more. Sun can never come soon enough for me.
