The Runcible Blog

It looks like it's going to be a pleasant day today. I'll be heading off to Boston for that super-keen class which starts at 5. I don't know what I'll do before then; perhaps I'll sit outside marsh chapel and make some noise. If only I can find my drum sticks before I leave....

Another conversation about my stagnation here at home, my potential, my mistake, my value to society, etc. Yes, I do wonder about my future. It's not all fun and games for me. I'm cursed (and blessed) with severe introspection -- of course I've thought about these things. But I've yet to reach any conclusion. I wonder how many of us do reach a conclusion. I look forward to tomorrow, but after that, everything is hazy.
The haze burns off only moments before I'm forced to confront whatever monster or angel leaps into focus. I can cross my fingers and hope for an angel, or I can wipe my eyes, removing the nebulous barrier to clear understanding. Does any of this make sense?