See Me Running Through That Open Door

During lunch today I found peace. We had company over and I was sitting on a couch in the living room keeping conversation with them. False. Actually I was knitting and listening to them talking. But the dad started talking about languages. We got into Korean and I expressed my interest in it. He knew a lot about the Korean studies at the college I'm going to and said that were superb. That just got me excited. But then we sat down to eat and I kind of dozed off into my own world for the whole meal. I was sitting on a plain wooden chair but I felt incredibly comfortable. The food I was eating was really good and my PMS was finding a good mood somehow.

Do you know when you really want to think about something? If you get sidetracked you want to find that topic again because it's just plain fun to think about?

I had that with something. I was thinking about when I was home schooled. I remembered how we could pick whatever we wanted to study. My mom asked us, what war do you want to study now? Revolutionary. Then we threw in a vacation out east during the school year for the heck of it to visit Williamsburg, etc. I thought about if I was given the opportunity again. I decided that I would educate myself on whatever I wanted to and eventually become so knowledgeable I could end up on Jeopardy or something. I remembered when learning was fun. When I would actually get so excited about something I was learning I would feel like running around the house and screaming. Yes. This is kind of weird. But I had those feelings. Those passions. I was so free back then. I was learning how to colorguard. I was in a home school marching band. I was cooking stuff a lot. I became an expert cookie maker. I read. Oh I read. I read and read and read and made trips to the library so many times. The thrill of the library never got old. I was learning how to play the violin. I was learning 5 different forms of dance. I was learning every single preposition (and finding it fun). My creativity soared. I was exactly where I wanted to be in my life. Even though I was 11 I knew it was right. I had one friend from school that I kept in contact with. And she introduced me to so many things in life. She is truly one of the most interesting and great people I know. Everything was new and exciting. Life was good.

Life is good now. But it just can't compete with that.

And I believe I can fly. Again.

I believe I can touch the sky. haha.

Just call it my theme song.