One out of Ninety

After a hectic weekend of hugs and congratulations, my parents house has emptied. Soon, my dad flies back to his overseas job leaving just my mom, my sisters, and I. The free time stretching before me is both refreshing and frightening. One of the many reasons I enjoyed school was that ideas were thrown at you from every direction and you found connections in the most likely places. At first, I thought I would just have to do without that for a few months. I realize now that it's been so long since I've had a lot of time to read that I'd forgotten that the same web of ideas is simply waiting in books, waiting for me to discover them. God, I sound like a poster in an elementary school library.  

I like goals. So, this summer. No matter what happens, I have a goal to achieve. 5 posts a week. 14 weeks. 90 posts for the summer. Starting today.