alive

Just came into my mind that I hadn't posted in a while. So here I be, overall not much the worse for wear considering it's coming up on a year since I moved across the Pacific with zero training and very little idea of where I would be heading afterwards. I've learnt well enough on my feet to be an actual teacher for a few of the brighter crayons in the box, and I've better ideas about this time next year, as well as ideas about the having of those ideas. One thing you get a lot of in an inaka town connected to other inaka towns by slow-winding train tracks is time to think. And to do things. As much as this position can grate on me, I appreciate being able to work and live at pretty much my own pace.

My pace at the moment dictates milk & cookies time and a book.

8 days 'til I get to drop in for a visit stateside ~/o/