thoughts
well, lots of considerations today.
I'm giving up my green card soon. I filled out the form today and on Monday I call USCIS and ask wtf to do with it. I'll either hand it in here or mail it to the American embassy in London. a part of me feels nostalgic - not quite sad - but I'm not even sure if it's me feeling it or if it's just obligation, or perhaps what I interpret as nostalgia is just an awareness of my own place in the narrative of my life. my teacher once told me that the most important thing was to be the author of your own story. I'm still learning just what he means by that.
I got an email back from my old violin teacher. we're going to meet up in London and have a little discussion about whether or not I should pursue teaching the colorstrings method or not. it seems like a very intensive pursuit. I mean, obviously it's a career, or it's intended to be. and it would be a great thing to do for the next few years while I get into law school, but what use would I have for it after that?
on the one hand, the teacher training courses are intensive and expensive. on the other hand, the third phase involves a residential school in Helsinki and my heart screams yes. it's hard to say. I guess I'll know more after I talk to her and maybe my dad as well. it's lots to think about, anyway.
tomorrow I want to do a math session and a run in the morning, drink my smoothie, go to work, and then I'll meet up with il mio amante and we can go see ex machina in town together. my legs have got so much better now that I've started doing those tibialis anterior stretches. I ran over a mile before the cramps started in, but I made it to the store, bought all my groceries, and carried them home.
I have a strange tension because someone I don't know well from Skype, don't particularly like, and am not remotely invested in as a person was sort of crudely and bullishly homophobic. he was uzbekistani, so I'm not sure what I was expecting, but the further my interactions get from basic english decency the more uncomfortable I am with them. I'm sure it'll be gone by tomorrow.
after the movie tomorrow I'm gonna make some more black bean brownies before I eat all the chocolate I bought to make them. baking soothes my soul.
Monday I have a day off! with il mio amante! the only thing I have to do is call HSBC and also call USCIS about the green card. then it's back into the fray. I am thinking about switching banks in England; we'll see. I have so much to do still.
I'm giving up my green card soon. I filled out the form today and on Monday I call USCIS and ask wtf to do with it. I'll either hand it in here or mail it to the American embassy in London. a part of me feels nostalgic - not quite sad - but I'm not even sure if it's me feeling it or if it's just obligation, or perhaps what I interpret as nostalgia is just an awareness of my own place in the narrative of my life. my teacher once told me that the most important thing was to be the author of your own story. I'm still learning just what he means by that.
I got an email back from my old violin teacher. we're going to meet up in London and have a little discussion about whether or not I should pursue teaching the colorstrings method or not. it seems like a very intensive pursuit. I mean, obviously it's a career, or it's intended to be. and it would be a great thing to do for the next few years while I get into law school, but what use would I have for it after that?
on the one hand, the teacher training courses are intensive and expensive. on the other hand, the third phase involves a residential school in Helsinki and my heart screams yes. it's hard to say. I guess I'll know more after I talk to her and maybe my dad as well. it's lots to think about, anyway.
tomorrow I want to do a math session and a run in the morning, drink my smoothie, go to work, and then I'll meet up with il mio amante and we can go see ex machina in town together. my legs have got so much better now that I've started doing those tibialis anterior stretches. I ran over a mile before the cramps started in, but I made it to the store, bought all my groceries, and carried them home.
I have a strange tension because someone I don't know well from Skype, don't particularly like, and am not remotely invested in as a person was sort of crudely and bullishly homophobic. he was uzbekistani, so I'm not sure what I was expecting, but the further my interactions get from basic english decency the more uncomfortable I am with them. I'm sure it'll be gone by tomorrow.
after the movie tomorrow I'm gonna make some more black bean brownies before I eat all the chocolate I bought to make them. baking soothes my soul.
Monday I have a day off! with il mio amante! the only thing I have to do is call HSBC and also call USCIS about the green card. then it's back into the fray. I am thinking about switching banks in England; we'll see. I have so much to do still.