today i am sitting in the same starbucks for the second day in a row due to the wifi not working at my parents’ house. this is due to a big storm, almost mini-tornado, two days ago, which burned the power from hundreds of thousands of people’s homes across michigan. shockingly, ours stayed, which is surprising since our house is usually the one to lose power first. anyways, this caused me to force myself out of bed and use wifi from another source, so what better place to do that than a coffee shop. a coffee shop that is the fast-food equivalent of café’s. starbies is one of my favorites simply because i love iced coffee and bakery items; it’s essentially my entire diet. i’m also unashamedly excited over pumpkin spice season and even count down the days until it’s release.
my third year of (community) college officially starts tomorrow. i’m only taking two online classes this semester and will most likely still be working full time. i also made the executive decision about a month ago that soon after i get my associates, i’ll be moving to Chicago to further study interior design. i fell in love with the city the moment i was right in the middle of it, which is a bit unusual considering i’m very reserved and introverted, something a big city is not. i just want my new life to start right now, but i keep having to remind myself to stop reminiscing on the past and yearning for the future. i need to live in the moment, because soon, it too will become a memory.
sometimes i wish i had more vivid, lucid dreams simply so i could “go back in time” and relive moments with people. lately i’ve gotten better at recognizing when i’m dreaming, if only for a few moments, and immediately starting conversations with the dream people around me. just a few days ago, i saw my grandpa (who’s dead) in my dream, and when i realized what was really happening, i went up to him and said “grandpa, i miss you.” i half expected him to reply in some sort of understanding manner, like he was really visiting me. but he just smiled and said something i can’t recall. i love doing this. it’s like hacking your dreams and doing something you’re not supposed to. it’s fun, fleeting, and even a bit nerve wracking at first because i don’t want to wake myself up. but this feeling of power only lasts a minute, and then i’m back to living in my own little world inside my head
and i know nothing different.