ch. two

In five weeks and one day, on January Twenty Fifth, I will be driving to Philadelphia International Airport to board a flight, destination: Heathrow International Airport in London, England. For the past couple of weeks this trip hasn't even crossed my mind, which has been preoccupied with the thoughts of Plato, Thomas Aquinas, St. Anselm, and the words of H.D. Thoreau.

I have no clue what to expect and have planned little for the trip, other than a trip to Sweden over Easter Break and a visit from the Moms around the time of my birthday (February). There aren't many chances in one's life that allow a three month stint in a foreign land to study, live amongst it's residents, and experience the culture from the direct center. An infinite amount of excitement if building inside me and I can't wait to set foot on the streets of London and share what my eyes see. Long live the Thames!

Sleep well
- lowt

till now.

A change is happening. A shift has occurred. Through the past year of my life many things have gone by the way-side, whether I wanted them to or not; some of which the cause is still unknown. Other events have squeezed in that were not expected and have put more smiles on my face than I can manage to count. The focus of the everyday has been tilted. There are few words to accurately describe the effect a family has on a human being and even more difficult to explain its expansion.
My brain has been racing, but these thoughts are something I have wanted to bring about. We grow, we change, and grow again. This cycle has run its course and started anew. Just a shadow on the pavement, moving with the sun.

- lowt