Living in a dream

I'm a lousy blogger. I'm a terrible blogger, but you know what? I don't care. I don't give a hoot. I have a blog only for myself. I'm not doing it for anyone else. I'm doing it for myself, so I'll blog when I want to blog and not when I don't want to. And I don't particularly want to blog right now, so this could be a short, crappy post.

I got back from family vacation to Canada like two weeks ago. It was a really fun trip, we went to Victoria and Vancouver.

I worked at a food booth at the fair last week. It sucked. And I got my paycheck today, a whopping $180. I was kind of disappointed. Hannah worked for only four days last year, and I thought she said she made more than that. Oh well, it was still worth it. $180 is still a heck of a lot of money to me.

This week I've just been saying goodbye to a lot of friends, and preparing myself to leave in a week. I guess the most novel thing that happened to me is that I had a revelation. A while ago, in an email from my future roommate, she mentioned that she feels like she's living in a dream because time is going by so fast. I agreed at the time, but didn't think about it that much. This week it came back to me for some reason. Now I completely understand her. Actually, I'm not sure if she meant it in the way I'm taking it, but whatever.

I've realized that I've been living in a dream for the entire summer, if not the last year. I do things, and I feel like I'm there at the time, but then later I forget details about what happened. And this happens on a daily level, too. I'll shampoo my hair and then totally forget that I did it. I realize that this is something that happens to everyone a lot, but it's been a lot more with me lately. I guess I've just been thinking about other bigger, more important things a lot more. It's kind of a bummer how now I look back, thinking it's still June, and realize it's August.

Wow, I think none of that made sense. I don't think I can really explain it. Oh well. I understand it in my head. I think.