up for air

I have a million things to say and no coherent through-line, except that I simultaneously want to slow the pace of my life, AND give thanks for all the opportunities, relationships, and inspiration my very pace has provided me. Part of me feels as if life is too utterly important to keep rushing and flying through. I want to slow down and take breaths and focus on one thing at once. Another part of me wants to fit as much as can possibly fit into every moment of every day because this is LIFE and I'll sleep when I'm dead.

It's funny- I want to slow down and speed up for the same reason: I don't want to miss something. I don't want to miss anything. I want to experience every little moment possible.

Last night's final grad class of the semester was a reprieve from thinking about 110 Standley. That's right, we're buying a house, and I've been obsessing. Furniture. Wall colors. Gardening. Change of address. Bah! To stop focusing on all that stuff and refocus on other people, their work, their passion, the world, how people live in it and treat each other- what a relief! I feel as if I came up for a breath of air and can now dive back in with renewed perspective of it all.

Amen, right? Also- all this reminded me of this moment last semester when I was first starting grad school and questioning if this was the right choice and I'd survive the crazy. I'm so thankful to be past that. I'm so thankful to have this summer off (working full-time sans grad school sounds like vacation!), and head into GRAD SCHOOL: YR 2 with a little more under my belt.

Happy Thursday, friends. Do good work.