Stepping down from the excitement (and cynicism) of yesterday has felt like nothing short of a crash landing on an oxygen-deprived foreign planet. It’s been a little weird. But I can’t really complain. I’ve gotten back to my normal routine of unpredictability. Yes, a living oxymoron. But…such is life. Like I said, isn’t reality pretty cynical no matter how you slice it?
So I’ve caught a small case of the wedding fever. So what. I mean, how can a girl not catch it? Here I was trying to separate myself from any speak or riffraff about the dang wedding but it was literally everywhere. There was literally nowhere to go without hearing about the wedding. Though I will say that I fell in love with the fashion of the wedding. I loved Pippa’s maid of honor dress. A lot of people tried to say that her wearing white was in bad taste, but I feel like that fashion tradition has been a little outdated. I believe in this day and age a woman should be able to have the wedding that she dreams of, myself included. One of these days I will get married; but rest assured, I will be marrying no prince.
Reflecting back on the day today has not brought much of anything to mind. I suppose this means that everything is about back to normal. And so, I close with this last thought: A day without learning is a day wasted. I may not have learned much new today but I have earned myself a little bit of pocket change. So does that make this day worth it? We shall soon find out.
-Alya Songstress
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