Hello, Strangers

I have often heard the adage about one's eyes being bigger than one's stomach. Apparently this is true regarding activities, as well.

When last we met, I was getting ready for my last real final, and psyching myself up to not slip into a coma before my last actual final. I managed to succeed in that, then slipped into a coma AFTER my last actual final. If I remember right, for about the next two weeks I slept an average of 12-14 hours a day. Having never been someone to sleep all day, this was quite a change for me.

Thankfully, I finally caught up on 9 months' worth of sleep, and my proverbial eyes got bigger than my proverbial stomach. Basically, I got so excited about not having all this school work to do that I immediately started committing myself to all kinds of stuff, and ended up being just as crazy as I was during that horrible second semester. I learned that lesson after a little bit, and started backing off of some things, and I think now I've gotten myself almost to a reasonable level. Almost.

At any rate, the last several months have been pretty filled with "figuring yourself out and learning about how you see the world" kind of stuff. I've spent the summer as a law clerk for National Center for Lesbian Rights, which, despite its name, is one of the most progressive and inclusive LGBTQ legal organizations out there. It has been a crazy busy internship, but an amazing one--the people are dedicated beyond belief and amazing to work with, and they accept nothing from themselves except the highest quality. The end result is an absolutely spectacular organization that does breathtaking work.

I've also started to realize how much over the last year my world view has grown and shifted, and how I see things so differently than I did even a year ago. It's not that I have changed any of my core beliefs about the world; it's more that my views on a lot of things have sharpened and clarified. I feel a lot more solid in my beliefs, as though the ways I thought about things before were on the right track, but they were inklings of thoughts--guesses made by someone who didn't have any experience to really have anything beyond a guess. I don't think that is an entirely true characterization, but it's something like that.

Anyway, enough esoteric blabbering for one night. To bed!