Changes...
It's a sunday and there's a sense of regaining, reorganizing and refocusing my life. There are generally a lot of 'r's. Which tends to happen on sundays, or days that I clean my room (which are generally sundays.)
I've gone through quite a bit of change since December. The New Year was really a new year for me. It's the first time that's ever really happened. I'm using slackware linux exclusively now, I'm considering concentrating in blacksmithing, with emphasis on bladesmithing (swords), I've gained quite a few new friends since returning to school, and Massachusetts very unequivocally feels like home now. These may seem like small things, but my perspective has shifted in slight but powerful ways. In certain things there's a sense of growing up, in others a sense of regressing. But through it all there is a progression, a feeling of being drawn forward by some elusive power. All this without a loss of control. I feel good.
Quite a bit of work lies ahead. I have a final project for blacksmithing, new classes starting in early february, and have just found out that I am not off the hook on a paper I should have completed last semester. It seems like a setback, but I think there will be a feeling of power in completing it. Also, I'm going to have to start talking to people and setting up my Division II work, which will be even more key if I plan on pursuing sword smithing (which, I do). But all of this feels like real work, adult work, and despite the difficulties, it is empowering.
I'm also going to find a job so I can start saving money, because I want options this summer--options that aren't Hope Valley.
I've gone through quite a bit of change since December. The New Year was really a new year for me. It's the first time that's ever really happened. I'm using slackware linux exclusively now, I'm considering concentrating in blacksmithing, with emphasis on bladesmithing (swords), I've gained quite a few new friends since returning to school, and Massachusetts very unequivocally feels like home now. These may seem like small things, but my perspective has shifted in slight but powerful ways. In certain things there's a sense of growing up, in others a sense of regressing. But through it all there is a progression, a feeling of being drawn forward by some elusive power. All this without a loss of control. I feel good.
Quite a bit of work lies ahead. I have a final project for blacksmithing, new classes starting in early february, and have just found out that I am not off the hook on a paper I should have completed last semester. It seems like a setback, but I think there will be a feeling of power in completing it. Also, I'm going to have to start talking to people and setting up my Division II work, which will be even more key if I plan on pursuing sword smithing (which, I do). But all of this feels like real work, adult work, and despite the difficulties, it is empowering.
I'm also going to find a job so I can start saving money, because I want options this summer--options that aren't Hope Valley.
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