A VA Adventure

My current work schedule has me working Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. This means I have quite a bit of time off every week. My first few weeks, I squandered that time because I needed a break after the horrible schedule my previous job provided. When I realized just how much free time I have, I got excited... and I decided to go. Just go. I took my 4 day "weekend" and drove to Virginia. I stopped in Harrisonburg to visit a few people, and ended up spending the night. It was a chilly night, but an awesome sleeping bag/fold out couch/friend/random guy I didn't know provided me with all the amenities I needed. That day went... interestingly. I restructured some thoughts and have found myself more motivated to do everything I've never wanted to do. And now, ever since that trip, I've been in that mood, though perpetually afraid of regressing. I feel like I'm clinging to this new feeling and hoping it won't disappear... leaving me where I was before.

And if that makes no sense at all... read this: INTP Profile. It doesn't exactly pertain, but its a look into how my mind functions, and since I seem to be ranting about how my mental state has changed recently, I think thats okay. Although, I should warn you, that link will make things a heck of a lot more complicated if you were already confused. Anyway, I could go on about my personality, but I think I was trying to talk about my trip. (If anyone reads that and wants to discuss it, let me know!... or we could discuss your personality, or the two of them together... or anything really.)

So, that first day was fun... I got some frozen yogurt with a friend I haven't seen in months, I saw my old teacher, went to jack browns, met a friend for coffee, ran into a few other friends, and had a weird experience that I've never found the words to describe... That may have led to the perpetual motivation altering. So yea, Day 2. I hung out with Jacoby, made eggs, watched Full Metal Alchemist, and drove to Hollins. There, I spent a couple of days with Mara and her friends, and was surprised to learn that 3 of my other camp friends go there as well, and so the 5 of us got to hang out. Played some apples to apples, met a bunch of strangers, and felt really weird being a guy on an all girls campus. They basically treat you as a pet. You need a chaperone at all times, and they don't even have separate bathrooms... so its super awkward to find out if there are girls inside.

And then... on the drive back to harrisonburg, my car's odometer stopped turning. Interesting turn of events. I actually just got my oil changed yesterday, so I hope the old girl keeps on keeping on. Now I'm gonna have to start keeping track of how much gas goes into it, so I can estimate how far its gone since the last oil change. Right, so, I went to Harrisonburg and got to spend some time with my old roommate, which was a fun coincidence, because the next day was his birthday. I love when the universe syncs up.

Lets see now, so I returned a week ago, and I really do find myself more motivated. It doesn't seem to be going away, and thats a good thing. I started running, working out more, applying to jobs actively, and waking up at a slightly more normal hour than I've grown accustomed to... except today. I slept late because I was enjoying my dreams. Though most of what I remember now was just setting up a washing machine and dryer in the woods... kinda weird.

-K