It shouldn’t be any surprise to you that I’m writing after 3AM once again. But why? Why not go to bed if there’s nothing else that you need to do? Perhaps I just feel like it, or perhaps I’m writing here so late at night/early in the morning because I need to. That could explain why I don’t chose sleep over voluntary writing; the writing is not voluntary, it is a necessity.
What must I write that is so important that I absolutely need to lose thirty minutes of sleep over it? Well, it’s good news! Yes, good news that perhaps makes me a tad bit nervous, and a whole lot of excited. It’s such good news, that perhaps, I dare not go deeper into explaining it for fear that I jinx it. For what it’s worth, I’ll hint that a problem expressed in a recent edition of What’s Up? may finally be coming to an end.
Oh I know, I’m being a tease right? There are some things I can tell you about though! I finally had a chance to hear Dr. Lisa Brush speak on something; that something being Women in the Workforce. A presence during Gender Sexuality & Women’s Studies programs, she’s always asked interesting questions – and last night she also proved to be an interesting speaker. I also ran into somebody who, perhaps I wish I hadn’t run into, because whenever I do – I think about inviting her to hang out, even when exiling her from my life would probably be easiest. Finally; in a screwed up world where I somehow have four simultaneous games of Pokemon in my life (Pokemon Silver, Twitch Plays Pokemon Emerald, Pokemon Black 2, and Pokemon Y), I’ve found the most joy in creating mono-type teams in Pokemon Y. The ability to access an easy-to-use Global Trade System, and the diverse Kalos region, has made assembling a Water-type team a few weeks ago, and a Fairy-type team yesterday fun, and as challenging as I want it to be.
Sometimes I feel embarrassed about how relevant Pokemon is in my life, as somebody turning 21 soon; and somehow the words of somebody I don’t even like ring true in my head. He said something along the lines of, “not giving up something you love as a false gesture of your maturation,” and while again, I kind of hate this guy – he’s right in a way. The “mature” thing for me to do is accept and embrace that I’m going to be a 21 year old who loves Pokemon, as abandoning it just to prove I’m “all grown up” is actually the childish thing to do, and a mistake I wish I hadn’t made over ten years ago.
I twirl the glass cork through my fingers, I toss it into the air, I catch it in the palm of my right hand, “14” it says.