Well there's really no use in complaining about not having time to write, given that we've all been granted an extra hour this evening (sorry for the broad generalization Arizona, et al, but not observing D.S.T. is just freakin weird). I'll try to use my time wisely and not spend the entire lot on revision.

Camping last weekend was just what the doctor ordered. I remember thinking to myself sometime Saturday evening that it felt like I'd been fone for a week. I don't know if that's what it's always like when you get away from everything that makes life fast and just slow down or if camping is just that boring to me, I'd like think it's the former because I had a really good time. Mother Nature was somewhat generous with the amenities, I mean there were benches along the hiking trail which I just have to stop and stare in awe at how trees fall and shed themselves in just the perfect shape of a slatted bench. The day we hiked up to Hanging Rock was a little bit foggy and that was disappointing at first. Then I sorta got to thinking and thought it might be a little bit selfish and narrowminded to think that the only thing beautiful about that whole thing is what you can see looking out; that maybe there's more to see than changing leaves and more to feel than what I feel when I see them. I love outside. I don't think I exude that because I love stuff that requires computers too, and computers are generally inside ... but outside is awesome. And I mean any kind of outside. Foggy, rainy, cold, warm, sunny and blue, night time and black. Give it to me any time, any way, any place.

This week I'm taking my first vacation from the working world. Where I work, they encourage (almost require) vacations to be taken in week long increments, so that's what I'm doing. Since I wasn't exactly sure when I was gonna be allowed to take my vacation I never made any solid plans to do something, but I like the plans that are forming. I'll be heading up to D.C. for a couple of days which apparently is where everyone in Raleigh goes once they've had enough. I can't say that I blame them, after my many visits to the area last year the place immediately made a good impression on me. It'll be nice to get out of Raleigh to see people who remind me of Raleigh and it'll be nice to get away from work. I'm kind of interested to see how I reacclimate myself to the schedule when I get back. I still haven't hit that point where I hate working yet, but to not have to for a week will be a welcome change.

That's all really. This is going to seem out of place, but I really wanted to share that I'm excited about life right now. Not that I'm ever disinterested, but over the past year I've bounced back and forth from overwhelmed, to underwhelmed, to unimpressed, to hurried, to stuck, to anxious, and back through once or twice again. It's a nice feeling, perhaps I'll try to find a way to tuck in my back pocket for emergencies.