one crazy summer

I think that was the title of a movie.

Anyway, it has been one crazy summer: job leaving, new job learning, moving, organizing, studying, cramming, testing, failing, redeeming. It's been nuts. I've barely been able to keep anything straight. But finally I feel life beginning to settle, like I know what I'm doing at Starbucks, that apartment is somewhat in order, and finally I'm finding a rhythm.

In the midst of maddness, creativity wanes. That might not be true for everyone, but it has been for me. I haven't been feeling terribly thoughtful or like I'm bursting with something to say. I've had thoughts, but can't really tell you what those thoughts are or have been.

But yes, dear Keijo and anyone else who might be wondering, there is life after 30. So much life that I wish it would only slow down a bit. But classes just started. And I'm sure I'll have much to think about. Thinking is now my job, aparently.