Decisions

It has been seven days since I landed in Obamaland, and the week was filled with directional challenges. Am I going the right way? Am I in the right place? On the wrong side of the tracks? On the wrong bus? Will the bus ever come? Literally and figuratively. This can lead to a lot of stress, obviously, but before I start to worry too much I take comfort in knowing that at the end of the day, I will always find my way home. Even when it takes a little longer and some wrong turns. Literally and figuratively.

The internship situation is still not 100% secured/finalized but I am at least now in a place where I am not worrying about having one. I will just leave it at that.

The only things that are certain in life are death, taxes, and that it's COLD. If I live through this winter to ever get back to the west coast, I vow to never again say the word cold while in southern California.