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New Years Day, Of Course.
Yes indeed. New Years Day is the annual hangover to New Years Eve's drinking binge. A hangover, I should mention, that I had no part of in that I am feelin' happy and healthy. It may be that you follow my Xanga, which certainly isn't required by any stretch of the imagination but if you do, I mentioned a brief wave of anxiety during my packing. That doesn't seem to be indicative of any overall reaction, because I followed that up today with a solid comb-over of my Possessions To Be Shipped without incident; indeed, you could say almost cheerfully.
The Schmidt party last night was a very good time, and I was excited to be there. There were plenty of drinks and foods, and the evening was quite high-spirited. Frankly, there wasn't much more to it then that.
I feel a little compelled to wrap up my whole time off in this entry. That I enjoyed my time back in St. Louis is true, that I remembered why I left (as I witness people continuing to struggle with employment) also remains. I heard more then one person profess that they might like to see me move back into the area, and I continue to consider this an option for later in the year, but I can't resolve to say one way or the other. The cards being held to my chest are too close for even I to get a good look at the suits, much less the numbers. While packing, I considered just what a chore it would be if I were really resolved to move each and every item into my small room in Bellevue. A person may be able to take ever personal possession with them, but you cannot package and ship what brings you back to visit in the first place.
So! I suppose I will see you later. If I did not get to see you in person, well, you know how that goes. I know that we cannot always be where we wish to be, and that it is not distance but capability that truly measures where we stand in relation to one another. Funny how I can travel so far, and be stymed by time, incidents, and a handful of miles measured on a clean road! But regardless of any of that, I wish everyone a good new year, and hopeful for everyone to get the oppertunities they need to progress on the paths they wish to travel the most.
The Schmidt party last night was a very good time, and I was excited to be there. There were plenty of drinks and foods, and the evening was quite high-spirited. Frankly, there wasn't much more to it then that.
I feel a little compelled to wrap up my whole time off in this entry. That I enjoyed my time back in St. Louis is true, that I remembered why I left (as I witness people continuing to struggle with employment) also remains. I heard more then one person profess that they might like to see me move back into the area, and I continue to consider this an option for later in the year, but I can't resolve to say one way or the other. The cards being held to my chest are too close for even I to get a good look at the suits, much less the numbers. While packing, I considered just what a chore it would be if I were really resolved to move each and every item into my small room in Bellevue. A person may be able to take ever personal possession with them, but you cannot package and ship what brings you back to visit in the first place.
So! I suppose I will see you later. If I did not get to see you in person, well, you know how that goes. I know that we cannot always be where we wish to be, and that it is not distance but capability that truly measures where we stand in relation to one another. Funny how I can travel so far, and be stymed by time, incidents, and a handful of miles measured on a clean road! But regardless of any of that, I wish everyone a good new year, and hopeful for everyone to get the oppertunities they need to progress on the paths they wish to travel the most.