A moment.

I am facing six midterms/essays in as many days, but I'm drawn instead to this blog. I don't have a particular spiritual fear to address this evening. I just feel like writing, and thinking, and being.

I have been grateful as of late. I live with the aim of always being grateful for what I have, but I've felt particularly attuned to it in the past couple of weeks.

I wonder where I will be in a year.

I wonder if I will ever conquer my temper, and learn to truly love those whom I truly can't stand.

I wonder at how it is that we are all so terrible and so wonderful to each other at the same time.

I wonder if I'll ever conquer my chocolate addiction, and if it will one day catch up with my figure, and if I will care.

I wonder when I'll have time to watch another episode of Lost.

Lost is possibly the most intelligent television show I've ever encountered. The symbolism and foreshadowing and plot twists and dynamic characters with dynamic stores, many of whome are aptly named after modern philosophers...it's like a novel on screen.

I wonder if I'll ever truly overcome my inclination to procrastinate.