Approaching Equilibria.

Things are starting to calm down, sort of. Or are at least gearing up to calm down. I think. Maybe.

Life is Filling with Win.

Life has been good to me, as of late.

Transitions.

There’s a reminder that I heard a lot at the school while I worked there [I suspect that I'll be back there once the new school year kicks off]; transition periods are hard. For some students, that meant Mondays after returning to campus from a weekend at home. For others, it was time spent in transit or switching from one activity to another. Regardless, some students require what is politely deemed “more support” during transition periods. This extra support can range from leading a student through processing hirs feelings [without explicitly naming the processing as such, since many students are reticent to use coping mechanisms that are openly labeled as such], to lowering expectations, giving more time to transition, and being generally more understanding of any irritability or anxiety on the student’s part. Sometimes we all need “more support”.

Trying to Keep the Chuck Yeager Drawl.

I graduated. It actually happened. I held my diploma in my hands. I quickly handed it off to my family to take home, to save the diploma from myself.

Eli, Art, and Liz.

Last night was my first show with Kings N Things, which went much as the last show I attended, when I was “just” a groupie.

Spelunking.

Caving was amazing. Fantastic. I left without taking any anti-anxiety medication, unlike last time. I also didn’t bring any along with me. I was going to do this on my own. And I did. I pushed myself at several key points during the trip, and turned back at a really reasonable place. I contorted my body into unnatural shapes and slithered around like the most awkward snake ever. I spent between five and six hours underground.

Oversocialization [Almost].

I was tagged by a wonderful friend of mine, Dumpster Mouse, for a “Happiness Meme”. I figured that I might as well try this thing out, since at worst it can leave me wherever I started. At best it can make me feel better.

Kings N Things Holiday Dragstravaganza!

…was Friday night. I worked spotlight. It was pretty awesome. There was a pretty good variety of music going on, and the spotting was easy-schmeasy, except for the fact that the spot was a bit loose, so I had to keep a hand on it at pretty much all times. The night broke down as follows;

Rooted to Reality.

Sometimes I like the little things that either pull me back to Earth or pull my perceptions of others back to Earth. The following are some examples: