disorienting times. graduation, moving, starting in a new lab, people vanishing all over the place. i am moved out of my slater perch on the green.
i have no home until sunday, so i am crashing in on glorious glorious friends. and dan is avoiding me like a plague of pants-less locusts. I feel pretty good, but somewhat uninspired. nothing has lit a fire through my bones in a while.
Last night, Seth showed me a few moments of waking life, and taught me that this moment is holy too.