ready set

I'm finding it difficult to think about the future. To envision how things will be, how I want them to be, and how they should be. I try and fantasize about what my life will look like in two, five, or ten years, and there's so many iterations now. It's exciting, I guess, but also disorienting and frightening.

I'm curious how my sleep will be tonight. Maybe I'll experience another riveting night of sitting in a dark cold room reading blogs of people I don't know. There are some mighty pretty ones out there though. I sort of wish I'd taken the programming course I'd been registered for, if only to have learned how to make my blog pretty. The colors are hideous right now I know, but I'm just not interested in fixing them at the moment.