It’s the last day of the first March of the newest decade…  Momentous occasions such as this tend to put me in moods that cry of nostalgia, day dreams, and goal setting.

This time last year one probably would have found me in my ghetto apartment, barely recovered from a nice spring-break sunburn, hard at work on my senior communication thesis, lamenting the fact that my broken bike had just been stolen, and happily single.  March [version 2010] has significantly less ghetto-ness, zero sunburn, school-work replaced by work-work and applications, still no bike, and happily not single.  I’m pretty much a totally new person ;o)