Yup, it’s me. I have missed writing, not gonna lie. My routine is beginning to settle down and I’m still focusing on how to arrange work, chores, etc. so that I can have more energy to write.
I’ve been sleeping a lot. It’s been oppressively hot and the air quality has triggered allergy headaches, the likes I haven’t seen in twenty years. Be that as it may, 7Stillwell is never far from my mind.
My dear friend Don has been gone for a year now. I mention this not as a memorialization of his death but, more simply as a demarcation in time. A year ago, things were hard. And I didn’t know what to do to move it them into the tolerable state.
A year ago if someone had said I’d be working part-time at a place I love with people I really like, and vice versa, I probably would have skeptically said, “Can’t get here soon enough.”
I look back over the year and reflect on the events which threatened my sanity (not an over-statement), my physical well-being (broken wrist anyone?), and stand in awe-filled gratitude that things have come out so well.
I will not complain about the gaps still in my life. What I will do is be grateful for the gaps which have been closed. A steady paycheck, work I’m extremely good at with people I respect and like at an incredible institution. For the first time in two years, I had a budget to stretch so I could buy two pairs of shoes on sale.
Just the emotional lift has been awe-inspiring.
The only thing I regret right now is not being able to call Don and hear him say, “Cool,” when I tell him I work at the Computer History Museum.
Dude, I work at a museum!