Welcome Day 3/31/09

3/31/20091

The rain kept pouring, as though the sky was life's colander. Having walked a mile to a friend's house, and then finding no one was home, my stomach growled in anger. It was past 1 o'clock and it had not yet been satisfied. Many, like I, headed for shelter in restaurants, thus enticing my day of "coming clean." I decided upon a sandwich with jalapeno peppers to spice up the day, and if it became too hot, I could just step outside into the rain to cool down. Nonetheless, the taste was savory, and my ears were hoping for some news from mended friendships. As I sat, waiting, it seemed as though stares were pointing at me from every direction. Instead of cowering, I looked straight back--not with my eyes, but with ears. There were nonsensical conversations about the humor of insecurities, such as someone claiming their nose was too big, when it was perfectly normal. That would be the type of conversation I would be partaking in with my friends, but still, there was no appearance. I left the table, knowing they would not come after 1:30 p.m. for academic reasons. Thus, I embarked upon my long walk back home in the pouring rain to "come clean." The rain covered me, devouring my fears, unpleasantries, and ego. A new me was born, hoping that this time around, all would be fresh. The end of the month seems so short, but it is the beginning that seems long. March 31, 2009--Welcome Day for a new tomorrow, whether it be full of fresh starts, or fools.