I recently had two very visual dreams; I
think my subconscious is trying to tell me something.
The first one, I was driving down this
feeder road, and suddenly it got a little windy. I struggled
to maintain control of the wheel, my hands shaking from the
effort. When making a left turn, the car was swept off the
ground in waves by an inundation of ... sand. The grains
rushed through the windows and slipped past my fingers. And
right then, I felt this sense of absolute serenity.
Then dream numero dos, I was running,
arms-flailing, hair-ripping, chest-pounding running down a
long, never-ending ... diving board. My goal was this
horizon of crystal blue sea sparkling iridescence under the
sun. And I could feel my whole body tense up, ready to reach
the end, ready to spring, jump, and feel the deep, cool
Well, obviously thereís no need for
intense psychoanalysis here to figure out my repressed
Itís my uncontrollable lust for
Ah summer, a senior yearís summer has
finally finally arrived. The last day of school, as I was
walking out into the parking lot, forever leaving Austin
High, its alphabet hallways, its yellow burritos, its wall
murals, its keyboard tiles, its temporary buildings, its
blooming flowers, its teachers, its students, the school
itself, I wasnít compelled to look back. I didnít feel pangs
of regret or nostalgia or anything, besides the warm toast
of sun on my skin.
The season really doesnít start until
schoolís out. Then, itís three full months of bliss. We seem
to undo a whole year of rigidity by loosening our cloth,
ignoring clocks, sleeping whenever, and letting the glorious
feeling of suspended Today rush over us instead of worrying
The other morning I returned to a
delicious, traditional summer ritual. I woke up around 8
since my body clock is still on school time, but with
nothing to do, I grabbed a magazine to read in the guest
room. This room is my favorite, mainly because it has these
golden orange curtains that radiates when the sun comes out.
And so I read on the neatly made bed in the golden room,
drifted into sleep, dreamt, felt sunspots dance on my
eyelids, woke up, and aimlessly flipped through TV channels.
Later, I ate a big breakfast of cereal, eggs, muffins, and
Not that all my days are going to be like
this, since this summer, a week from now, I will be in
China! And after two months more, I will be moving away for
college. So you can imagine all the packing I need to
prepare for, two trips, one across the globe, the other
across the country.
My mom and I have been frantically
dorm-room shopping. You know how hard it is to find bedding
in twin extra-long?
Anyway, I bought a new bikini,
flip-flops, tank-tops, waterproof mascara, and the likes to
survive this summer.
What better way to rejuvenate than
sun-lazing and a great tan?