Be Late For Something Day/Teachers' Day (India)/Cheese Pizza Day/Do It Day
2007-09-05 @ 3:10 p.m.

I just finished reading the sixth and final volume of Maupin's Tales Of The City series, and maudlin as it sounds, I'm sorry to say goodbye to the characters. It's interesting how the series begins with a move to San Francisco and ends with a move away from it. Sometimes I wonder what it'll be like relocating to the UK. I'd like to think that it'd be a fresh start, a chance to become more like the person I want to be. Though I think it takes a lot to fundamentally change. I've always been a bit of a square, and from time to time, I get the feeling that there's more to life than how I'm living it. I'm 20 and wondering if my life'll ever be as exciting as I know it could and if it's too late to start having fun. So when I think about the UK, it's with a mixture of apprehension and excitement, dread and longing. By the time I finish university, I'll be 24, and by the time my bond's served, I should be past 30. I know it's a tad early to be thinking about 2008, but my gut tells me that next year's going to be important, in the sense of significantly affecting the course of my life. I wouldn't say determining it, because almost nothing's ever immutably set in stone, but in terms of closing off possible futures, yeah, I'd say it's practically a given. I was talking to my colleague yesterday, and unlike me, he's not worried about his future. He's only got vague ideas about where he's headed in life, but he seems content with his lot. That is a cross I've been bearing in recent years - the feeling of never being content with what I have because I know there's something better for the taking. Yet there are days when all I want is friendship and someone to talk to. I'm really an odd bundle of contradictions. I wonder if anyone understands how I feel. Much angst for a Wednesday afternoon?