Feeling Left Out
I did nothing for Halloween this year, and it’s the third year in a row that it’s been just another day. Halloween isn’t a holiday I grew up celebrating, and it’s not my favorite holiday, but I rather wish I’d done something. I think I’m starting to get actively frustrated with my lack of time to participate in, well, life, lately. Normally there isn’t much going on for Halloween that I’m interested in, but there were actually quite a few things I wanted to go to this year and it was really frustrating to have to stay at home and study. I found myself eager for October 31st to come and go and mark the end of all these events that I had no time for.
I’m a bit behind on writing blog posts (obviously), and when I’d originally planned this entry I was a lot more upset about this and had a much longer rant in mind. But I’ve just had a pleasantly social weekend after four weeks of being a recluse, and I’m not feeling quite as disgruntled right now. So I leave you with something that made me smile:
Someone on my floor in my apartment building carved a pumpkin and left it outside his/her door for a few days, and it was a very happy sight to see one random evening. Whoever this person is, they’re also the only other person in my hall who has a doormat.
(This is my doormat =D )