The Sea of June

The month of June has been a string of Weeks of Eventfulness. It's a little like a Day of Change, but longer and with no preservatives. A Big Evening Of Getting Crap Done is even shorter still, and I've only had one or two of those since the spring. Since Tom and Amy's wedding, for instance, I've found a townhouse, had a string of Sunday dinners at Gina's, gone to a two-week class at Ft. Belvoir, saw my summerly Dave Matthews Band show at Nissan, continued to do pounds of laundry at a time, continued to convert the entire U.S. 52 audio tape library to digital format, and been officially accepted into graduate school--all while desperately trying to balance all the areas of my life. I've failed to do that in some respects, but as the summer continues to shape itself, I'm beginning to grow more and more accustomed to the simple concept of "dealing with it." There are some areas that need more attention than others, like finding and dedicating myself to a church up here, but the best I can do there is renew my efforts to find a place where I fit in and use my musical ability to the fullest extent possible.

I covered a ton of ground in that first paragraph, didn't I? That's sort've the effect I was going for. And now, kids, onward to falling asleep listening to the rain and planning a strategy to ensure I don't have to take an unnecessary refresher Accounting class. Wish me luck!