Red White and Blue

I have lots of random thoughts – here’s one –

 

I was going through old mail that has piled up on my desk for months. I came across a letter from Virginia Tech. I got accepted. I declined. I put my response in the outgoing mailbox before I went to work on the morning of April 16. Later that day I learned that over 30 people were killed on the campus. I feel weird that my rejection letter was sent on that day.

 

Recently, I saw a story on the evening news about the lowering of the American Flag – how it happens too often, and therefore; its meaning is taken for granted. They used the Virginia Tech Massacre as an example. The story went on to explain that each state government had its own authority to decide when to lower the flags, and when not to lower the flags, and at one point questioned whether or not state governments should lower their flags less often. If we lower the flags all the time, what does that say about the American flag? - End of news story –

 

This angered me.

 

If we lower our flags too often, what does that say about our country? Clearly the problem is not the flag.

What should I do?

So I’m having a bit of a crisis. I just had my last day of work on Friday. Now I have a few months off before my life completely changes (in a crazy amazing way!). I know, I know, you’re thinking, “time off? crisis? what??” Thing is…I tend to go get pretty irritable/emotional/restlessly confused if I don’t stay busy. I’m thinking about taking Chris’ advise, and just letting loose, going out on a limb. When is there a better time?!!! So what would you do with a weekend that lasted 68 days? So far a week in Chicago is the only thing set in stone (Carly, if you read this, I am super excited!). I also have amazing friends in Costa Rica and London.. and I really want to see Vancouver. It’s the densest square mile in north America. more dense than Manhattan…with beaches, and mountains!!!!! hmmmmmmmmm…

Such Great Heights

Sometimes fear is exciting. I’m scared of heights, but I can never resist looking, or even leaning over the edge.

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I recently made the biggest, most expensive decision of my life. I’m scared to death, in disbelief, and it feels great! The next few months are going to be strange – too fast and too slow simultaneously.