chapter one.

I got up early this morning, with a slight headache. The long conversations with my sisters friends last night kicked in the minute I entered the bathroom. I had to work because I took on my old job just for the summer, to see some familiar faces again after a two year absence. Since my job is a summer job it is not particularly difficult and it can be done on autopilot. Autopilot gave me a lot to think about today. I’ve been dreaming about packing my stuff and going on a big trip with Mister Man when school finishes for instance. We have two more years to go. I noticed I am slowly starting to lose myself at school because of the influence of some people. Some people who like superficial things and see me as a chunk of clay that needs to be moulded into a fashion icon. I don’t want to be one. I don’t want a lot of things my classmates find important. They are focussing on their careers, like the rest of the world would do. I don’t want a career, because I agree with Chris McCandless quote that careers are a 20th century invention and that you don’t need one. Perhaps I am just as hopeless a romantic. Flipping burgers to make some money to go travelling again is good enough for me and luckily Mister Man shares that thought. Mister Man happens to be a hopeless romantic as well. So we talked about leaving and even discussed doing so before graduating. We decided not to, just to show the world we can actually start and finish an education for once, or perhaps because we are still a bit afraid of what ‘they’ might think of us.

I am making you a promise here and I want you to keep me to it.