Come on, Friday, pick up ya feet.

21 05 2010

These shifts are tiny eternities.

I know they’ve always felt that way – ever since I started those overnight shifts, with no one awake to chat to, everyone wheedling me for being suddenly unavailable for late night partying – but somehow they seem even longer, day by day, the closer I get to not working here anymore.

And while in on the one hand it is a HUGE relief to have an end in sight – and a getaway to look forward to at the end of it all! – the other hand is just metaphorically beating my head into the desk with impatience. It’s that thing..you know…it’s great to have something to daydream about. But daydreaming about summer and freedom just makes me feel even more trapped here in my florescent cave.

This room: it’s hideous. Everything’s gray, and it’s cold, and cackling with staticky police scanners. My heart strains against my chest with joy at the thought of never fucking seeing it again.

So, being that I have no option but to sit here in my ergonomically-designed office chair and stare at my 4 monitors under the pretense of doing something productive for the next…let’s see…15 days, 4 hours and 11 minutes, let’s delve a little deeper into this reverie, shall we?

First of all, I get to kick off my 6 weeks of freedom from employment with an epic stoner road trip with my girl. It’ll be really neat to have a chance to be away from…jesus, from everything. From the city, from work pressure, from the everyday. To go biking and eat ice cream out in the boonies of Vermont and have no obligations to anyone or anything but each other. To not have to worry about the width of the walls.

To finally unwind, free of the burden of knowing work awaits me on Monday. To unwind for real, knowing that for the coming 6 weeks it will in fact do me no good whatsoever to be wound.

But mostly, just to have the chance to drink in the present. Such a thing is easier said than done when you work all the time. And by then I will only have 6 weeks of the present left to drink in in Philadelphia. With my friends and my family and my girl.

Pretty girl.

(Yes, it’s all like that. I believe I told you I lose my damn mind.)

I am determined to make the most of every moment. To give this city and this era of my life the send-off it so richly deserves. To head off for Miami knowing exactly how lucky I am, all I have, secure in the knowledge that I could not have cherished it all any better than I did.

Basically, to party like I have never partied before.

Winky face.

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