Do you believe what you see?
Close to four months since I logged into LJ. Just as long since my last post. My apologies, life has been like an elevator: Everyone's on for the ride, while it's going up, but everyone jumps off when things go down.
Here's a quick recap of my life since August:
1. Moved from Virginia back to Philly. My internship at The Pilot was through, so I needed to find a sportswriting gig elsewhere.
2. New job. I'm the boys basketball beat writer for the Delaware County Daily Times. Neato, huh?
3. No more girlfriend. It was shortlived, my relationship with this girl named Scotti, whom I met while living in Virginia. Refresher: She was the single, 21-year-old mother of one that I had considered not dating at all before taking the unique, eye-opening, life-changing plunge of dating a mother. I live life without regrets and closing the door on a relationship with her would have been a regret for me, so I'm glad I took the chance. It didn't work, but what's two months anyway?
4. Fallout with my religion. I hate to admit it, but I've fallen away from my faith. I don't pray as often. I haven't been to mass since August. I haven't reconciled my transgressions in two years. I just feel out of touch with my Lord.
5. Living at home. Not ideal, but economical. Plus, even though I work when my parents don't and vice versa, it always feels good just to be home.
So that's that. I'm not content by any stretch of the word, but I'm hopeful and contemplative and constantly dreaming. And I'm going to make the most of Christmas. Hopefully, it'll steer me closer to my family, my Lord and the center of my being.
Happy holidays, with love.
Here's a quick recap of my life since August:
1. Moved from Virginia back to Philly. My internship at The Pilot was through, so I needed to find a sportswriting gig elsewhere.
2. New job. I'm the boys basketball beat writer for the Delaware County Daily Times. Neato, huh?
3. No more girlfriend. It was shortlived, my relationship with this girl named Scotti, whom I met while living in Virginia. Refresher: She was the single, 21-year-old mother of one that I had considered not dating at all before taking the unique, eye-opening, life-changing plunge of dating a mother. I live life without regrets and closing the door on a relationship with her would have been a regret for me, so I'm glad I took the chance. It didn't work, but what's two months anyway?
4. Fallout with my religion. I hate to admit it, but I've fallen away from my faith. I don't pray as often. I haven't been to mass since August. I haven't reconciled my transgressions in two years. I just feel out of touch with my Lord.
5. Living at home. Not ideal, but economical. Plus, even though I work when my parents don't and vice versa, it always feels good just to be home.
So that's that. I'm not content by any stretch of the word, but I'm hopeful and contemplative and constantly dreaming. And I'm going to make the most of Christmas. Hopefully, it'll steer me closer to my family, my Lord and the center of my being.
Happy holidays, with love.