i lay down with the southern rage

Well, it has happened. I have graduated, and another chapter of my life has slipped past me. It is hard to keep up, when the cars click past so quickly and your head starts to strain from the effort to count them all. But, it's good to move on.

I suppose now that I am embarking into the world, as they say, I really should document my journey. I've tried the blog thing before, but maybe this time it's right. Which is what one always says at the beginning of things. I've tried the embarking into the world thing before, but maybe this time it's right. I wonder how many times one needs to graduate before they find the plateau. I'm pretty sure I have a few more in me, and frankly, I hope I never reach that high, flat place. Stagnation is the mind killer. Or fear, but I wouldn't want to plagiarise Frank Herbert.

So, the next couple of weeks will comprise me packing and cleaning and sifting through the stuff I've accumulated over the years. I think I feel another purge coming on, and only the most sentimental of objects will survive. It's time to pack light and trim the fat and venture forth. I've been in this town for too long. Stagnation is the mind killer.