Check-in
1/22/16 School started Wednesday - today is day three. It’s good so far. Syllabi, instructor introductions, feeling alone in rooms full of people. Classes get out early during the first week, mostly. I have a mix of mid to upper level classes for both majors. Full load this semester for sure: Philosophy - Intro to Logic, Understanding Science, 17th & 18th Century Philosophy, Philosophy and Feminism Psych - Experimental Methods in Psychology, Personality I’m hopeful I’ll be able to interact with things I’m learning via blog posts as I go. Didn’t really do that last semester. Turned 25 years old on Tuesday. I’ve been kind of depressed about getting older, which I started feeling in the second half of 24. 24 still felt like a kid. 25 is like, adult! People expect you to act certain ways and do certain things and not do other things as an adult. Not that I don’t want to do what needs to be done, and not that want to shirk responsibilities. I’m a husband and a Christ-follower. There is necessity laid upon me to own certain things and you just can’t get away from that. But I just still feel like a kid, you know? I think that’s the issue. I still feel young (even if everyone around me thinks I act like an old man, which I do), and want to be at liberty to feel young, but I feel like others would cast a disapproving gaze at me for not acting my age at this point. Plus I look much older than I actually am anyway, which is another part of the problem. My wife loves this game. We’ll be talking to someone and she’ll ask, “how old do you think he is?” They’ll look at me, tiptoe around an answer for a minute. Last time she did it, the person replied, “I’ll go with an even 30.” Killing me. I always feel a little out of place as an undergraduate at my age, but it’s a state school and I know it’s not a total shock to have older people in classes. Just got an email from someone at the school with the subject line, “Hello Adult Learners at UAlbany. Let’s do coffee.” Ugh. I’m in. What time? Got a new titanium wedding band to replace the one I lost over a year ago. For almost a year I’ve been wearing a hand-made wooden ring that a dear friend made for me as a replacement. I didn’t expect this one to last as long as it has but I love it and I’m grateful to still have it. Just gonna wear it on my right hand, dual wield. Recently recorded and released my first new song in over a year (Sons of God - posted it on the blog, go listen). Haven’t played a legit show in probably over three years, but now have one scheduled for next Thursday, 1/28. Pretty excited for this - the friend who made the ring, along with his wife, both own what I call an “eclectic boutique” in Glens Falls, NY, but are going out of business due to owning another business and wanting to allow her to spend more time at home with their 9 mo. old. The shop closing is a bummer, but when I heard it was happening, I suggested having a show in the shop itself in honor of the event. So myself and another friend will be playing, plus Sarah, the wife/owner, will be performing a few songs. It’s just going to be a sweet celebration of these friends and the closing of this chapter of their lives. Bittersweet. Well, running late for class, as usual. Stoked for a birthday dinner tonight with some friends, even if it is in honor of being one year closer to death. But, in reality, to live is Christ and to die is gain, am I right? Love you all!
And suddenly I’ll be 30 in a month.
Honestly I’m stoked to find this post right now. Super pleased with how much I captured there to look back on. A lot has changed in five years and yet it’s impressive how little some things have changedl
I finished two years I switched back from that titanium ring to the wooden one made by my friend and I literally wore it daily until A FEW MONTHS AGO when I finally broke it in a an avoidable situation. But I never expected it to last that long.
Guess every few Dec/Jan/Febs I’ve gotta follow the impulse to see what’s going on on Tumblr.
Newest update: became a father on Jan 17, 2023. Baby boy brings me a lot of joy. I surprise myself with how taken I am with him, because I’ve NEVER and I mean never been a “kid person.” I never changed a diaper before his. I had barely held a baby. My wife, though, she’s been a kid whisperer for as long as I’ve known her. So I was never really worried. I’m just pleased with how much I like this kid. And how it makes me feel. <3















