Blogging is kind of like praying.

I find this incredibly liberating, I have to say. I don't know if anyone will ever read this (and I'm fairly certain no one I know personally will), so I'm just doing a verbal dump regarding my day. It's like tying a letter to a balloon and sending it off without ever expecting to think of it again. This is also my current experience of prayer--a letter marked "to whom it may concern" that I shoot off into the universe like a flare. Maybe someone will see it. Maybe not. Either way, I feel better for having composed it.

But enough of this philosophical falderal. You probably want to know about my day, right? Of course you do. Well, I have to say, you know that a friend has your back when they let you borrow their car. Or if you break down on the highway at 2 A.M. and they come pick you up cheerfully. To continue the comparison of this post to a prayer, I would like to say that I'm eminently thankful to have people in my life like Val, Steve, Beth, and Jessie, all of whom have my back. This is new, by the way. I'm totally used to people bailing when the going gets tough.

I must be growing up. Iin fact, it just now feels like I'm leaving adolescence. That may sound juvenile, but I'm sure there are people in your own experience, treasured reader, who are older than I and seem intent to remain adolescent ad infinitum. I read somewhere that the return of Saturn happens for most people (astrologically speaking) around my age, and that it usually brings a profound change in direction. Well, whether Ol' Cronus has anything to do with it or not, a profound change is what I'm experiencing and I welcome it.

I shall keep me posted.