laleia

The weather's getting warmer so I've been walking home from work when possible lately. Sometimes I make the walk with coworkers, but usually it's alone. I enjoy the walk. It's not too long (about 20-30 minutes), it's cool at night, it's fairly quiet, and because it's dark outside I can act ridiculous and not care if anyone is watching.

Case in point, tonight.

So when I left school, I was in one of those strange moods where I was thinking about how it was Thursday, but in four more days it would be Monday again, and I would go week after week of living the same life, before I go on to law school and then on to the real world, and each day after day after day will march on before me as an endless routine. And there would be bright points and small changes to routine, but for the most part, I could expect some amount of mindless tedium for the rest of my life.

Yeah. Not exactly the happiest thoughts. Like I said, I was in a strange mood -- these hit me on occasion.

So since I was surrounded by strangers who couldn't really see me in the dark and the streets weren't super-filled will people and this is a city so traffic is loud enough to cover up my voice for the most part, I started singing. About my thoughts.

Yes. Apparently, I think I live in a musical. (Once in college, while my friend and I walked home from school, we started spontaneously singing about how we were seniors and unemployed and screwed.)

And it's not like I was singing a song. I was just singing the things that I was thinking (in sentences) to a random tune/melody/series of notes, with no thought to rhyming and only giving the barest consideration to rhythm and meter. It probably sounded terrible to anybody within earshot, but it was fun, it was somewhat cathartic, and by the time I got home, the topic of my singing had somehow switched to how nervous and how excited I was about the future, and how weird it was that I had no idea what my life might bring me and what twists and turns it might have, but then no matter how frightening that lack of knowledge was, it also promised to be an adventure.

I'm weird.