been busy with nursing school apps. i still need to do dreaded recommendations and i actually applied to programs even if i'm not finished with all prerequisities. i'm so procrastinating with this that when i was in a gothic church in barcelona about 2 weeks ago, i decidedly told myself to remember the blood red of the illuminated devotion candles and the marble statue of perhaps, st. joseph, lying on his side as if awaiting his entry into a catacomb, thinking to myself "yes...this is what you will end up like if you don't finish those fucking recommendations and applications." if i don't get in this year, i'll complete LVN, then reapply.
i went to europe: stockholm, barcelona, cassis and nice for xmas (10 days) with my brother who is in graduate school in stockholm. i had not seen him for well over a year, perhaps two, and he is developing into a real asshole. he's going through the "should i be a journalist or a doctor" quandary. of course parents are pushing the doctor route. he'll have to do some hard thinking during the remainder of his european tour.
since i have gotten back i have food shopped, roamed the mostly deserted malls, watched about 4-5 movies and slept in. i have not unpacked for about 10+ days.
i am thinking i am getting a bit bored with la, but all i really need is the sun shining once again. i wish i could have continued on the european tour. perhaps i should research living there and moving abroad. wonder what it is like for nurses in the various countries: sweden, france, italy, england, switzerland, austria, spain, denmark. i can better digest everything in europe for some reason. maybe its because i wouldn't be entrenched. i would always be a virtual tourist as if i was permanently stuck in an airport, some fabulous ones like schipopohl, copenhagen, charles de gaulle. my brother to i: "you oftentimes get this look of wanderlust, as if you are lost. i know you aren't, but you get the look."
i was only there for 10 days but after i came back i thought ok: time for bloat, time for loud newscasters, time for weird playing out of minority politics at your local bath and body works, time for real life, time to be hard and not soft, time to get back into it.
