Ferris Wheel at Comerica Park
Hey, it's me again. Remember me?
I've been keeping busy. I'm not sure there's too much of importance to report. I'm trying to give up eating seafood; that's something, I guess. I've been asked a couple times lately why I eat seafood, and in truth, the answer is "Because that's what I decided when I was eleven and decided to become a vegetarian." Which isn't really a great reason, obviously. And it's pretty lame that I've been riding on inertia (and my enjoyment of salmon) for the past, like, 13 years. Plus, I've been reading more about the animal cruelty, environmental, and health consequences of fishing (thanks to Mischa
), which are a lot worse than I had let myself assume. So it's time for a change.
Let's see, what else? For the first time in the 2+ years since I graduated, I've recently begun to feel that I'm no longer "just out of college," if that makes sense. I'm 24, I'm in my mid-twenties. I have only three or four years left until I'm in my my late twenties, which seems like the time for Settling Down, and Buying a House, and Starting a Family, and all that. How can I fit everything I want to do in my crazy twenties into that timeframe? I can see my life speeding by before my eyes! Okay, so that's a little over-dramatic, and unnecessarily strict about timelines. And I'm simmering down already. But it's kind of weird and disorienting to no longer feel young-- or "very young," anyway.
It's late. I should sleep. Sorry this is so short, but maybe I'll write more soon.