Three Months in America
*dusts blog off* It's been a little while. My mind has been busy and the rest of my life has been too. And now, suddenly, it's the very end of September and I have most of my work schedule for Sheetz and I've been back in the US for three months -- when did that happen ? (As Imagine Dragons sings, All my life, I've been living in the fast lane Can't slow down, I'm a rolling freight train... I am the color of boom. I'd say that I like my life to have plenty of margin, but the choices that I make (consistently) seem to indicate that I enjoy having it pretty full, so...) At the same time, most days it feels like I've been here way longer than three months. I've moved into my apartment, become friends with the stellar roommate who God so generously provided, started working with the Village Church, gone through confirmation classes, been working at Sheetz for over a month, traveled to Indiana and New York to see friends, started working on