US' First Climate Refugees

Read about the some of the United States's first climate refugees.

The Fast Has Been Broken

So, it's been four years. And today I finally broke it.

I ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

That's right, I haven't eaten a PBJ since high school? Why? Well, because all through high school, and a good bit of my schooling before, that was all I ate. And so, by the time I received my high school diploma, I couldn't stand Skippy and Smuckers anymore. And then today, I had the strongest craving for it. And I tend to listen to my body when it comes to these things, and so I spread some peanut butter and grape jelly on two pieces of oatmeal bread and ate it with a glass of milk. And after I was done--I wanted more! (But I didn't.) I think that's what I'll have for lunch tomorrow (if I have time between work and the viewing).

Yeah, I know, profound stuff.

Well, originally I had some links here to some political articles, but then my computer shut down because of the heat, and the links didn't get saved and I'm too lazy to relink them. Looks like this is going to be a post all about my fluctuating tastes. Although, just so you know (here comes something vague), I had a very relevatory (Google says this isn't a word) thought today, that's actually pretty significant for me personally. But I don't quite know what to do with it, or rather what to do with myself now that it's hit me. Hmm... I guess if you want to know and you know me, you could ask, and you might get lucky. But you probably don't care. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are more interesting.

Ramblings

I thought it was about time for another post. It's been awhile. Plus a lot has been going on: my grandfather died, I graduated, I'm trying to secure a summer job, I'm looking for a (3rd) roommate in Pittsburgh, and I'm getting grad school stuff squared away. There's also a lot going on here at home, plus just a lot of adjustment in general. I'd love to sit down and just think about everything and really be "present" with it all, but there's so much else to do!

I need something to read before I order my grad school books and dig into those. I started Dostoevsky's The Brothers Karamazov, and although I like it, it's long (700 pages), and I think I want something shorter, so I can actually accomplish something. I'm taking suggestions (for your convenience, please use the comments feature).

I made a list of daily things I want to do. Today, I didn't do half of them. Oh well. There's tomorrow. And today was pretty full--I don't feel like I wasted much of it doing nothing. I was doing a lot on my other list--that's my to do list, that's not a daily list, but rather a do-these-things-once-because-they're-important-for-my-well-being list. Do what you can, and then some, if you can sacrifice a little sleep.

Some things on my mind, some of which maybe I'll get to journal about in more detail if I don't fall asleep in the next 15 minutes as it is 2:15am right now: emotional horror, being "present" (something I picked up from the Spences) which is to say really experiencing what is going on now, ends and endings, relationships and love, growing up and growing older. The last bit comprises many things: realizing how much I've grown, realizing how much I have to learn and how much I need to grow, and coming to grips with how terrible and beautiful the world is, sometimes at the same time.

I'm also left wondering what I'm going to do about it. But I think just knowing what I'm doing for the next year is good enough for right now.