Back like Batman

So I fell off of the Rooftop for a while—a long while.

But I’ve got my grappling hook! Now I can say I’m back and confused as ever with some new adjustments in my life:

1)      I got caramel highlights and five inches cut off my hair

2)      I started running, bought a yoga mat and have lost two pounds

3)      I’m eating soy chocolate pudding ( ok not an adjustment, just thought you should know)

4)      Oh, and I graduated from college

Alright I guess I can’t exactly skim over the last one but it was less major of a major event that I thought it would be. I looked more forward to the dinner after the ceremony than the actual ceremony itself. I can sum up my last hours in three words : long, hot, boring,

I may seem unappreciative of my education but I had reached the point where I wanted to scream “JUST GIVE ME MY DAMN DIPLOMA!” and then have a glass of wine. 

Our wise and sensible graduation speaker left us with a comforting message of “sorry my generation screwed up this world, now please fix it”. I thought it was supposed to be the other way around and our elders handed us a perfect world and told us not to screw it up. At least they aren’t wearing rose colored glasses.

Despite the latest ‘major event’ in my life, all of the changes that I have listed so far are surface level and by no means are the reason I fell off of the Rooftop. The reason I fell off is because I had come to the realization that a person like me wasn’t made to function in the world as it is, but I had better learn to adjust or I am just going to be depressed the rest of my life.

Therefore, I have a job interview for the non-profit that I interned at before and will take the job when it is offered. My mom thinks I just don’t like change, but I’m really just taking my time. All around me people are rushing off to their jobs in New York and moving away, buying houses, and getting married while the ones without jobs are depressed. Like me.

I just took one look around and went “whoa!” what the fuck is happening?

I decided to grab my grappling hook out of my utility belt and get back on the freakin Rooftop because I just now realized that I fell off!  People had me thinking that I was just settling with a job like the one I am interviewing for and that I am not doing things to make myself happy.  To them, I would only be happy traveling abroad and working at some international institution because of my degree in International Studies. I don’t know where people got that idea about me because I have the ability to be happy right where I am.

It’s good to be back.