that being said…theres not much to say. Weather is cold again, and its hard to accept that its fall is just around the corner. What ever happened to the country time lemonade summer that I had planned–lying in hammocks, jumping off docks into lakes, catching fireflies…it’s like Christmas…you wait for some epiphonous moment, and then, its over–the moment that never happened is already over. I walk by a school just about every day on my way home from work and just think–couple of weeks, a new school year…where does the time go? There have been moments though–scuba certified (weird, but yay), county fairs, numerous dolores park adventures, hiking. I’ve been seeing a lot of NG…and its been fun once we decided (or maybe it was just me) to take things slow(er). I’m still undecided, which, everyone has been telling me is weird or indicative. Maybe. But I guess my thought is–if you’re having fun, and are happy with the way things are, why do you have to put a label on it or define it?
So many of my friends are having babies or getting married this year, and I’m happy for them. I just don’t think that’s me. At least, not right now.