Time passes quickly on the internet and after spending a few days away i feel as though i’m hopelessly out of the loop. Everyone is back at school and merrily battling against their first week of classes sending us photoless postcards of their experiences for us to savor and scrape for every last detail until the next one is posted. For a moment somewhere in there i had that same sensation of momentum… out of my old apartment, into my new one, settling into my new space, heading out to shop for new decoration… but in the end i seem to have wound up right back where i left off on Friday, which is the same place i’ve been leaving off for months now. Of course, a physical change is really only three weeks away with the start of my third year of classes, but this Drexel-induced time warp doesn’t represent the entire story; even when classes start it won’t be as if i’ve started any huge new adventure – rather just another leg of the same tired journey i’ve been on all along.

Hopefully this year i’ll manage to fit in more detours. In the meantime you can watch my tires spin and spin as i get exactly nowhere, i suppose..