It's amazing how much can change in one month. Of course, a perfect life can only go on for so long before coming to a halt. Or crashing into a brick wall. The former happened to me.
It all started with a funny feeling when drinking water before a literature class. Something didn't feel right. Once back to my room, this was confirmed. My tonsils were swollen and red. Not a great sign. A night spent on WebMD instead of doing the 20 page reading for my Ethics class left me with a self-diagnosis of tonsillitis (which is really gross looking). A trip to the doctors left me with drugs to take and weekend spent laying on the couch--not eating or drinking. Not really doing much besides watching the marathon of Million Dollar Listing on Bravo- a show I have now added to my DVR's recorder. A return trip to the doctor's office wound me up on steriods to decrease the swelling in my tonsils and a round of blood tests. A couple of days later brought not great news: I had mono.
Mono immediately brings up ideas: sleeping all the time, exhaustion, etc. I wasn't exhausted at all- my sleeping schedule was normal. The only thing wrong with me was my inflamed tonsils. How did I even get it in the first place? It's known as the kissing disease, however my boyfriend wasn't sick at all. It was just me who laid on the couch for the week. It was seriously the worst sickness I've ever had in my life. It was awful. Worse than the week I spent on the couch recovering from having my wisdom teeth taken out. Any pluses? I didn't eat for almost 5 days- I got nice and skinny (I read somewhere that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels- this is so true). However, since I can't exercise fully for several months and my mom brought home cupcakes from Blue Frost Cupcakes in Columbus (which are AMAZING), the weight I lost was gained back. But- not a pound more.
Then- first week back at school and classes. I go out with my boyfriend to some weird Indian restaurant. There was no one in there. Should have been a clue to me that my night would end up not great. We were the only people in the restaurant for a good while and getting any service was hard. I work in a restaurant; this wouldn't have worked out. I brought up the subject of when to see Hair while it was here in Pittsburgh. And those words came out of his mouth "We need to talk." Every girl knows that these words mean doom for any relationship. Sure enough, they did for mine. My boyfriend broke up with me right before Valentine's Day, our 3 months, and for reasons that I still don't even understand.
He came over today and we talked for over an hour. Things were pretty much the same besides the fact he didn't kiss me when he left. So, where do we stand? That weird place between dating and friends... headed towards friends in his eyes, I'm sure. Everything was great between us- why did this have to happen?
So, needless to say- I didn't take him to see Hair with me. He told me that he would, but I didn't give him a call to come with me. Musicals are special to me. I don't ask just anyone to see a show with me. You have to be special and important in my life. I have no problems seeing a show by myself if I can't find the right person to go with me. But luckily, my friend was in from St. Louis, so we saw the Saturday evening show together. And then I saw it again by myself (with Larkin Bogan making his debut as Wolf! Blog about the show and Pittsburgh audiences to come later) on Sunday afternoon. It was the most fun I had in a long time. The show was perfect. As the lights dimmed before the curtain call, I brushed away tears. After the bows, I ran up to the stage to dance with the cast and others who enjoyed the show. Standing on the stage of Heinz Hall brought back a lot of memories (one of my best friends and I spent quite a lot of time onstage while Spring Awakening was here almost two years ago and also of this summer when I saw the show on Broadway). Singing, dancing, loving. Life was perfect for that moment.
Of course, real life comes back into play. I couldn't go see the show again that evening because I had 80 pages of Pamela to read and an essay on a 18th Century British poem due the next day. I head back to work next weekend after a month off, which has felt awesome. I'm making plans to see Next to Normal while it's here with my show buddy (who saw Spring Awakening with me many, many times) and possibly road trippin' it out to Hershey to see the Tribe again.
After the crash, you need to get things fixed and return to normal life. Things are slowly falling back into place. Time heals everything. Life is never easy and there are always bumps in the road. Some lead to crashes and some just bounce you out of your seat. Hopefully I'll be on the smooth road for a little bit now.
I've got life. I'm going to let the sunshine in. I'm not going to let them end this beauty.
~Dria
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