My life has been crazy these past couple of weeks. “Deadlines and drama” – that basically says it all. I have told people “I’ll call you next time I have five minutes”, and then literally not had five minutes for days. Which is why I haven’t updated.
I have been writing a lot, but for school and argument, not for the blog. In fact, even some of my blogging was not actually blogging. My Norwegian rambling about wanting to go back to college was a school assignment which will be published in argument.
In the New York Times, columnist Maureen Dowd writes that “Blue is the new black“. Apparently, women all around the world are getting sadder. We’re all “in a funk” to use her expression. Unfortunately, I think she’s right about this: Being a young woman can be really, really difficult sometimes.
Not that I think being a man would be all that easy either. In fact, many of my friends seem to have been in some kind of funk lately, but maybe for us it’s more about being at that age where our decisions are more important than before. Hard work for little or no cash combined with concerns about what to do with the future – that’s life for me and most of my friends. Lately, I have been doing a lot of thinking about what I’m supposed to do with the next part of my life, now that journalism school will be over soon. And that constant feeling of “I should really be working towards my “next big thing” right now” isn’t all that up-lifting.
Despite it all, I know I’m happy these days. Because when I’m walking home from school, listening to Camera Obscura’s “French Navy”, and I have to stop myself from dancing, I know life is basically good.