Love is patient… Love endures all things.
1 Cor 13 (just read the whole thing. It’s good stuff.)
This is an odd feeling: simply kicking around, occasionally in class, for the 55-odd hours dividing me from Ian. Any suggestions for things to do to make time fly? I’ve worked hard to get fairly well ahead; the major work remaining consists of studying for midterms, which I will do when we return. Ah, how good to use “we” again to mean my husband and me!
Not a real intellectual post, but don’t expect anything great between now and Friday at 2:40 when the Woo Limo van comes. I need only think enough to slip through my last two classes and not put my shirts on inside out and backwards. I am alarmed by the vast chunks of time I just spend staring at nothing, or better yet, wandering around picking things up and putting them down elsewhere, then thinking I’ve lost those very items I just moved. So generally I’m not in a frame of mind to write about serious topics, and besides, people don’t seem to respond any differently to my thoughtful posts or my plain daily posts. As a result, I’ll stick with the easy stuff for now.
– KF –