Waiting

I find myself newly installed in my apartment in San Diego. With my wonderful moving/encouragement team back to their respective lives, what felt more like vacation has taken a very definite turn for reality. And I have seven days before I begin school.

So what is a girl with no (proximal) friends, a to-do list that will not last the day much less the week, and a bunch of free time to do?

The answer seemed clear: start a blog.

Before you get too excited, here are a few caveats:

1. I claim the right not to update. This could be my last post.
2. I assert my right to be completely uninteresting. In the event that I do continue, you might wish this was my last post.
3. Although blogger is a free service, a phrase which here means, I don't have to pay a dime to pour out my insights into cyberspace, that doesn't mean that it is free for you to read my blog. Payment is accepted in the form of words of encouragement, visits, and updates about your own lives (via whatever medium you prefer, email, snail mail, phone calls, text messages, carrier pigeon, etc.)

Last night I was feeling rather overwhelmed at the prospect of carving out a new life in a new town . . . yet again. I was wishing I could just dive in and start school, instead of waiting a week for things to get rolling. But then I started thinking about how many people I know would love a week to explore, to make music, to read, to write, and to rest. In some ways, I still wish I could gift it to you, but since I seem to be stuck with it, I'll do my best to use it well.