Well it hasn't quite been a week yet, so I'm making good on my last post's promise.
Roughly... end of November, that's when I last wrote a decent piece. A short bit in support of returning to conscription.
It was a good post because it didn't have anything to do with me.
What was different between me now and me 3 and half months ago? I had just spent some time in Greece, for one thing. That helps. I hadn't been exposed to the full brunt of this project yet, for another. I hadn't been travelling so regularly - that definitely has something to do with it. Not much else comes to mind.
So there it is.
I'm debating getting on the plane tomorrow, but not for profound reasons - I'm feeling rather flu-ish. Hit me last night after a big day of nothing. Met Dave for lunch and worked on the lesson I never ended up giving since I started feeling rough around dinner time and knew I'd wake up worse.
The week was about normal, although a pleasant exception was meeting up with Dawn on Wednesday to sample some of Chicago's finest French cuisine. Le Bouchon had a nice, crowded feel that a lot of NYC places do, however the crowd was definitely dying down by 9:30, when we left. I had the hanger steak, it was decent, as far as hanger steak goes.
Its freakin cold in Chicago. Everyone complains but I kind of like it.
And this week my goal is to write a decent post that has nothing to do with me. Baby steps.
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