A Funeral, and a Resurrection

For the sake of old times, a subtle pang for nostalgia, a hint in the breeze of simpler, more carefree times, I have decided to post. While I doubt that there is anyone out there anymore, or anyone who cares, I do it for the sole purpose that I Can. I am learning again how to do things because I simply want, to for pure enjoyment, rather than Should...Have to. I emerge from the confining restriction of the college cocoon to find I am no longer the same person. It has not been without struggle or price.

I have stepped down from leading worship. It was a hard decision, but a necessary one. I found myself doing it mindlessly, dronelike. It was simply expected. I also find myself looking ahead to my future and realizing my need to re-prioritize. I have severely neglected my Self in the past year and I suffer daily in mind and spirit because of it.

I have been busier since graduating than before! I have been preparing for interviews, creating a portfolio, working and re-working my resume, writing cover letters, organizing, purchasing materials and things I need (I was unable to shop during my last semester, for anything...except gas). I did have one initial interview, which will hopefully result in a second one for a school in Holland.

Charlie is dead. He drown, dying a hero's death. I really liked Charlie. I didn't want him to die. We now have a long wait, until February, for LOST to return. There will be three more seasons, 48 episodes, 16 episodes each season, and every mystery will be revealed. Finally. I won't know what to look forward to after that. My new favorite website is www.stationzer0.com. It has really great easter eggs from episodes, theories, and is easy to comment on. I visit it at least once a week for LOST info.