Disclaimer: Initial scribbles did NOT intend title above to sound like a boat at the bottom of Lake Superior. . . .
Apologies for the lack of updates, but it seems that I'm not the only one. It appears that we are blogging less as our lives creep further from that "other life" and ever closer to present reality (are we ever completely in the present?). Still, I enjoy browsing through the minds of people I know, so here I am today. I'll try to make it back here within a month.
If anyone has any adventurous ideas for me, I'm up for them. I am glad I chose to take a stab at "normal"/"real" life (still not sure why it's called that though), instead of traveling more or going to grad school right after Dordt. I definitely have lots of roaming-the-world and possible grad school thoughts floating about in my brain that I plan to venture into still, BUT I think I had to taste what this "settled" idea of living is/was before I do anything else. It's funny how much you still learn/absorb from life by going "nowhere". . . . I've always thought that one of the best parts of traveling must be that we learn the most about who we are and where we come from when we LEAVE, leave that stuff that made/makes us who we are. . . BUT here I get to learn all about other people who are from sort-of-the-sameness as I am and I get to have fun (or madness and frustration) trying to figure how they possibly got the way they did.
Long story short = 1.5 yrs in the "real world" reminds me much more than school ever did of why sitting on our asses doing nothing is BAD and why thinking intentionally is GOOD.
Are there really so few people who like to THINK? I could use a few more of them in my life, so if you're one of those few, make yourself known. Whether I know you already or not, I miss you.
I also need a fellow artist or two to give me a good slap on the face and a serious pep talk. If you're also one of those, make yourself known. I need you.
In other news, the weather today was a glorious smattering of everything from brilliant sunshine to deep milky gray skies and thunder overhead. Mmm. Delicious. Between the bouts of clouds and windy sprinkles I even managed to get the last of my pepper plants in the ground. I can taste the garden in my mouth already, my congregation of tomato seedlings being the most alluring. I planted enough for an army and if you visit, you sure can have some!
Ah-Every day should be like today.
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