on the verge, the eve of something great
some might think that a more appropriate course of study for me would be philosophy. i can understand that assessment. that said, one cannot discount contingencies both personal and social in regard to theology (and some contingencies such as location, vocation, community, etc.)
i feel hopeful. a little saucy. that tinge of anticipation that punctuated so many moments in the loft, the week a book hit the shelves, the first day at a job... i near feel like doing the caughey man dance to wilco with abandon.
i feel like myself again.
all i need is something to look forward to.
come talk to me in a month when i'm struggling with greek.
i can't wait, but i'm enjoying the simplicity of the unknown that crafts my solitary night in the villa. it's time to put on a cd. time to feed the fish. time to pour a glass of wine and take a bath.
things are good, folks.