Well, week one of classes has been accomplished, and I'm still kicking, if only just. This week, I must admit, has been incredibly difficult. Not only have I had classes for the first time in over a month, but I've also been dealing with some heavy issues on a personal level. This is a powerful one-two punch. Fortunately some of that was clarified (though not resolved) by means of a bit of communication. Other factors, into which I will not online delve, have been present lately, and this is at least an opportunity to evaluate what is good and what is not, and to make decisions accordingly.

It has come to my attention lately that when I return "home"-- the concept is becoming less definite by the moment--it will no longer exist in much semblance of the one I knew a year before. My bedroom has been rearranged, some people have moved outside my immediate sphere of day-to-day bumpings into, friends are marrying, people are shifting and changing and altogether living life. I'm doing the same, though I do wonder what the ramifications of truly taking a year "off" (as if...) are. I mean, I've certainly grown and changed, I'm just realizing that this is also true of the world around me, no matter where I go.

I say all this to say one thing:

I didn't watch the Oscars this year. I don't know who won. I don't care to know, because I didn't see any of the nominated movies. I guess. I mean, I don't know who was nominated. And, yet, I'm still living a suitably enjoyable life. I've not spent ages googling the event, nor have I tracked down all the movies and watched them in a compulsively chronological order. I guess some things are more important than movies.

Here are pictures from Vietnam.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=15658&l=b9426&id=573182167

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