My Time Is Now
[Type of vibe I suppose I'm in: jon foreman's "before our time" ] time is a mockingbird, the embers of what we were, but the years are still burning in my veins - and my time is now ...my head and heart are cooking up an unusual amalgam of feelings here, as I wobble on the cusp of this great big new adventure that is vet school. orientation is over; nearly all preparations as I can make are out of the way; organizing and planning and cleaning have run their course. four years of undergraduate studies have concluded themselves in what feels like years ago (though only several months in actuality). and yet, here I am. aqui. the summer has passed. it has been, to quote Eagle of the Ninth , "a kind summer, a kingfisher summer" - how I've enjoyed it! I have unashamedly played much, and worked little. Camped with friends, retreated to the beach, did staycations with the house to myself, gone to farmers' markets and thrift shops and berry-picking farms.