Good golly...

Golly gee... has it been this long since I last blogged. I'm, frankly, shocked by this.

I seem to notice lately that time is no longer passing in days. It passes me in weeks now, and I notice only at the end of a week that something has changed. I once asked my mother how she felt about time and she gave me a similar response, saying that as kids, Summer is an eternal playground that never really seems to end, and that school always seems twice as long. For adults, the months mark a change, and eventually the seasons mark changes. Scientifically I suppose there are lots of ways to explain it, but for me it's just strange suddenly realizing that I no longer really feel like I have time at my disposal anymore. Busy-ness is a bad thing.

As for me, it's been a full 3 years of grad school, I'm starting what feels like my "senior" year all over again, just with a different place name. At the same time, I feel like a sophomore having just completed my first year of Doctorate.

Time confuses me. That's all I can say right about now.

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