Some interesting things happen when you move. You have to develop new systems for organizing your stuff. Clothes go from the closet to the drawer and vice versa. Books get left behind. New friends and relationships. You have to learn a new place, and you become aware of habits that you didn’t know you had. You lose stuff.
The day was mundane. I spent about 12 hours studying for my Church History final that I just took. The fun began on the trip from Princeton back to Philadelphia upon which I embarked at approximately 1 AM.
Daniel: I don’t know… I’ve never done anything like this before.
Isaac: Seriously? Wow, well, um… okay. It’s not that hard. You just, you know, do it.
Daniel: Thanks for the insight, genius. After that description, I don’t even feel the need to try it any more. I’ll just revel in the detailed images you so adeptly painted with your words.
So… my world has been turned on its ear. And, that hurts like being hit by a turkey. At this moment, I feel a lot like your pride when you walk into a glass door expecting there to be open space.
Oft times we neglect the things that are most important to our well-being. I know with some certainty that this portion of my journey is going to carry significance in the overall story of me; I would be remiss to not record it. And, because I am not a huge proponent of paper, I have found myself here. At wordpress. With a blog.
