Double LIfe

In the spirit of Spring Break, I have been thinking about where I am going and where I have gone and the things that I want to do and the things that I have done. I like to travel and explore other places and weekends are the chance that I get to do those things. For Spring Break I will be in Utah exploring the canyonlands. Spring Break is a very long weekend in which I will forget everything about my actual life except for who I am. I will forget that a I am college student in his senior year. I will be living in the moment, taking in what is there as if this is my actual life instead of that other one that has homework to do and tests to study for and bills to pay and jobs to apply for. This is how it is most of the weekends I have when I go somewhere else, which is quite often. I totally forget about reality and live in a fantacy world for just two days out of every week., sometimes, If I am lucky, more. Without those two days or so of unreality, I think that I would go insane and there would really not be much of a reason for me to live. Weekends were I think built for escape from the drag of our daily lives; a chance to live how we want to instead of how we have to. For me, it is like living a double life. During weekends, my life is like I wish it was all of the time, and during the week, my life is like it actually is most of the time. Sometimes it is like I am two different people, depending on the day of the week. I have a much different attitude on a Saturday than I do on a Tuesday. A few weeks ago I went to Missoula, Montana for a big dance called the Foresters Ball. I had so much fun and the weekend seemed so long. During this time, life was good. On the way back to Moscow I stopped at my parents house in Coeur d' Alene for dinner. One of their typical questions was: Do you have a lot of homework this week? (They think that I think my life is about school and that I care a lot about it). This question actually took me by surprise and caught me off guard. What? I thought for a brief second, I have homework in this wonderful life I am living? It is still Sunday right? I replied to them: "Umm, I honestly haven't looked into it, maybe, I don't know, I forgot about that whole school thing on Friday." It was like they were asking me a question about someone elses life, not my own. I told them that I live like I want to live during weekends, and live like I have to live during the week. I told them that right now, I am living like I want to live, and I don't really want to think about school, so I won't. This is my double life. I am, what they call, a Weekend Warrior.