So Now Then...

  • After his spring break trip to Mexico, John made a quick visit for the week­end, for a job inter­view down­town. If he finds an intern­ship here for the sum­mer, I will jump for joy.
  • There’s a major dead­line at work in two days. I’ve been work­ing on this project for three months, and I think I’ll just make it (with some heavy over­time involved).
  • Visits declined by 2/3 while I was on Hiatus.
  • Due to time con­straints, I’ve cut my table ten­nis prac­tice atten­dance to once a week, and have been get­ting my ass appro­pri­ately handed to me in the league.
  • Even though I’ve mostly been shoot­ing with my thrifty fifty prime, my pre­vi­ous two dream lenses have been replaced by the recently announced 17–55mm f/2.8 IS com­ing out in May. Hopefully the reviews will be very good.
  • Been lis­ten­ing to my playlists lately, instead of albums. Must be my emo­tions com­ing back to me.

The Return (Hiatus 1: Octave)

We move in cir­cles
Balanced all the while
On a gleam­ing razor’s edge

A per­fect sphere
Colliding with our fate
This story ends where it began

—Dream Theater, Octavarium

Back to this.

So much has passed, yet noth­ing seems to have changed. I’ve never gone this long with­out writ­ing an entry. For a while there, I didn’t mind. Didn’t mind not forc­ing myself to sit and write at every free moment. Didn’t mind my life not being taken over by this.

Now it feels like I’m in the mid­dle of a tran­si­tion. So much is hap­pen­ing around me, with so much to do, while my emo­tions remain neu­tral as if I don’t know what to think. There’s hasn’t been enough sta­bil­ity yet, or per­haps I haven’t been able to sit down to write and think about what’s going on. I’m ready now.

It’s been 33 days.

I def­i­nitely missed this.