Wake me up when September comes

After cooking dinner, exercising, and eating, I did nothing productive and instead reread Sunshine. I started it last night, so I only really had to finish it, but still, there was so much more I could have spent my time doing--like the pile of dishes that are waiting for me (still). And instead of doing them I'm writing here because I didn't do any other productive writing today.

I think the one thing I love about Sunshine is the point of the novel (or one of the points that I take away, at least). Sure, I love the vampires and magic and there are great characters in the book, but from beginning to end, the story is about how life happens no matter what, but interesting things in life don't happen unless you step outside your door. The things that happen may not be what you had in mind, but that's the risk you take when you leave your comfort zone.

Then I ask myself, How often do I leave my comfort zone? Am I willing to step into the darkness and let it embrace me? What would happen if something exciting/terrifying did occur in my life? Is the danger something I have to go look for, or will it find me itself is another question, one I don't ask because I worry over the answer. This doesn't mean I'll sleep with my doors unlocked, but it does mean I'm no longer afraid to sleep in the dark--in fact, I like it that way now.*

Life has been filled with nothing of interest lately. It's filled with good things, but nothing interesting, at least to outsiders. I could tell you how yesterday we were cantering across a field and the wind was blowing across my skin and the smooth pound of the horse's hooves beneath me and the sun was shining but it was still cool and how that was heaven. But you probably don't want to hear about it.

Since the evening is already blown and there is no way I'm going to do my dishes tonight, I'm going to go read another book that I've been trucking through.



*For those who didn't know, until I went to college I needed a nightlight to sleep, because I couldn't stand waking up and being totally blind. The campus was always lit enough to shed light in my windows at school, so it wasn't a problem. I didn't start sleeping without a nightlight until mine blew out (in a more literal sense than I care for). But I sleep in the dark now :)