I Go Blind

"In the morning I get up...

and I try, to feel alive but I can't...

I don't know what it is, something in me, just won't give me a chance...(as Steph demonstrates from behind her book...pauvre, pauvre fille...)

I think it's that I feel...more confused by the deal...love has shown me...

What do you think that life is like?

Every time I look at you I go blind..."

Mmm, sing it Hootie.  Yes, you Blowfish join in, too.

There's something pretty spectacular about jamming out to my iTunes, intent on finishing an important research paper, but distracted by the Chicago sunset that's staring at me from outside the window on the 6th floor of the Water Tower library:

Breathtaking.

Not too shabby for a homework night.

Lately, it's not so much that I'm blinded by my homework or by the sheer volume of projects and presentations I have to finish this April--I "go blind" when I feel in awe of how much I am surrounded by, how much I have yet to do and see and experience.  In these next two weeks, as I am trodding my last steps around Loyola for what will be an entire year, looking at friends and professors with a fondness and a bittersweet sadness, I hope I will feel ready for the next part of my life. 

This is the part where Hootie sings, "Hold me, hold me, 'cuz I wanna go higher and hiiiiiiiigher..."

It's so true--I want to reach new heights within myself as I study abroad next year, do an internship this summer, even as I blog these words right now.  As sophomore year is wrapping up, and I'm looking around, nearly "blinded" by how much as happened in my life and with my friends, at home as well as at school, I am in awe.

Every time I look, it seems I go blind.  But no matter what happens now or in the future, I know that I'll do my best to be ready for it, and like Hootie:

I'll just keep singing along.

Another tear-jerker blog, I know. Just couldn't resist.

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[steph]

did you notice that in that picture of me, the book is upside down? oops. now everyone knows it was posed...