Blog Post 37.
I was in a Daniels College of Business study room at 10pm on the evening of March 13th alongside friends Nathan Garrett, Sam Noonan and Joe Sieben. We were doing our best to study against the harsh procrastination-inducing winds of week 10 that pushed us toward all places but that wherein our research papers would be completed.
Then, something amazing happened.
Blog Post 35.
Feeling secure in the world.
Abroad did not change me. But it did allow me to meet more of who I am in the face of uncertainty, in the face of loneliness and in the occasional face of boredom. It gave to me new places and people to love. And it provided yet another opportunity to reaffirm that everything is- and will be- okay.
Blog Post 34.
Saying goodbye to a moment I will never have again.
To people I may never see again.
To dinner at 22H30 (or later).
Blog Post 33.
Knowing that I was growing up.
Part of growing up, I realize, is that metaphor of closing the chapters. I am learning that opportunities only exist up until a certain point in life. That, regardless of the steps I take to keep my options open, the world of which I am a part keeps moving, the universe in which this world exists keeps expanding and the clocks continue ticking. The vastness of what is to come becomes smaller in some ways; the me of the past occupies more space as the me of the future occupies less.
Blog Post 32.
The feeling that my life was happening while I was removed from it.
This is something friends of mine also experienced. It is something difficult to describe. This will be a boring update.
Basically, I’m part of several organizations at school, networks of friends and family and a near-constant presence at the on-campus coffee shop, Beans. Knowing these things were all continuing without me there was both reassuring and disappointingly humbling to the ego.
Blog Post 31.
I think it is time I reflect on a few things in my life. I do reflect often- some evenings Madison walks into my room and I’ll be on my bed staring at the wall or ceiling, just thinking about things. But this is short-term reflection: over my day, my week, what is about to happen and what I hope to do better next time. It is a worthwhile practice.
Blog Post 28.
Tiz and Lucas are outside before six in the morning, ready to take me to the airport. Fifteen minutes later, that’s where we are. I say goodbye to them, wishing we’d spent a little more time together in the past two weeks but thankful for what we had. I grab my bags and head in. It’s seven-thirty in the morning and the plane is taking off. As it does, Sleeping on the Floor by the Lumineers serendipitously plays in my earbuds and I make my customary sign of the cross. Now the sun burns the eastern walls of the frozen buildings below. We fly north by the Sandias.
Blog Post 27.
This may be one of my most serious pieces. Almost one week ago I underwent an operation and have since been convalescing by watching movies, reading and blatantly disregarding the work I still have left to do to finish my classes from Spain. Maybe it’s procrastination, maybe it’s denial that abroad is over- or that it happened at all. Regardless, the Theory of Everything is a fantastic film.
Today I tried to write a bit of a song on guitar but it turned into this free-form poem that basically explains itself and the last week of my life (more or less).
Continue reading a brief poem about my recent loss of wisdom
Blog Post 24.
Yeah, yeah, I’m talking about distance and the heart. If you didn’t know already, for a few months I’ve been pretty far from everything that has ever been familiar to me.
Being so far has introduced to me what of those familiarities are fondest to my heart. This has proven interesting research.
Blog Post 22.
A year ago today I was listening to this album front to back, driving 40mph through the mountains of Oahu, HI.
Today I’m listening to it again, front to back, but I’m walking along the Spanish coast.
Kulani Sol 