The moon is full. I have unfinished homework due tomorrow. Meadville-Lombard intensives are called “intensive” for a very good reason. All the things, all the things.
An abbreviated list:
- Chicago in January is not as cold as I thought.
- Except when you step out from behind a building and the wind cuts through everything you have on including your skin and flesh and bone, right down to your freeze-dried little soul-sicle.
- Except for indoors, which is about ten degrees warmer than it needs to be, pretty much everywhere (almost as bad as air conditioning in a New Orleans summer)
- I love my people and my community
- I have usually got no idea what is supposed to be going on
- I have been to more worship services since I got here than I usually do in a month and am surprised at how okay that is.
- There are a lot of places to eat in Chicago, and a lot of good people to eat with.
- I really need to find time to call that friend from high school who lives here – but I have no idea when that is going to happen
- Art museum this week.
- Possible theatre next week if that happens (waiting to find out whether there were tickets left).
- Lots of joy, lots of work, a fair amount of meltdown.
Life is good. Two more weeks to go.