Walks in the Snow

Funny how certain thoughts hit at certain times in certain ways. A successful week, the petroleum promotions hearing intense in terms of hours but nicely wrapped up and a nice diversion from the usual electricity fare. But more so, an enjoyable class, students still showing up, and tonight I think you provided the first decent lecture. Fun, actually. And amazing how quickly you can get comfortable doing something new, even in a short period. The camino, of course, proved that.

So cue the thoughts on the stroll home, given the salary and this opportunity and the potential flexibility available at the office, even over the longer term if desired. Perhaps the move from here is into something more (at least semi) permanent?

Hard knowing what you want, when everything is in such a state of flux. Are you really thinking about running away? Is 1/3 of the next few years on the road enough? Oh, I wonder. As the snow falls softly on this fair city. Of "home"? Perhaps.