keeping up with myself

so thesis land has faded into the surrounding environment as work and life and a house and library school have filled my field of vision. I sit here now trying to finish the last few bits of library school while Nate rearranges the office and my lungs try to decide whether or not they want to remain within the confines of my chest. I never really thought that I'd hit this almost grown-up point in my life, but now I have and it's kind of scary. I saw I hadn't posted in months, and I have no idea where the time went or what was accomplished with it. Maybe that's why I do this (every now and again); I'm trying to make some small lasting mark on the ever-expanding realm of knowledge and experience that makes up the internet... Maybe I just need a distraction from my body-wrenching coughing fits... It's hard to tell sometimes in this crazy life.