good bye, February (almost)

First things first, my soccer team has won some hardware.



My White Sox avoidance scheme is coming together perfectly.

Ever have a magnifying glass, put it in front of your eyes to look at something, then quickly take it away, then put it back in front of your eyes again, just to get yourself dizzy on the rapid change of perspective? Ok, fine, you didn't. But that seems like the feeling I'm getting from looking at my life, right about now. Sometimes I feel like I can't get past the next few days, then I think back to what I was doing a year ago, then I flash forward to what I'm trying to accomplish in an afternoon, then forward to when I get to go to Canada again, and... well, it gets to be like motion sickness.

I am secretly, secretly hoping that there will be answers to the life questions rattling around in my skull by the end of Lent. But, that's really more just a convenient time. I need something to look forward to. How can you put a timetable for a miracle to come into your life?