mythical august

It’s only fifty-four days till I get married. Wow. That snuck up on me pretty fast. And I don’t mean that in a “I’m getting cold feet” sort of way. I mean it in a “how come time always seems to go by so fast” sort of way.

Now that the wedding is so close, everything feels like it’s taking a back seat. I’m having a harder and harder time keeping my mind on the here and now and all my many many pet projects. And I find myself feeing very reluctant to make any plans until August. Now that I think about it, August feels like this great empty space. Between now and then, so much (all good stuff to be sure), and then August, this great unscheduled mass.

Which I’m sure will get filled up now that I’ve brought attention to it.

I hope that when all is said and done we don’t get all bummed out like the day after Christmas when you were a kid. You know the feeling? You wait and wait and wait for weeks or months before Christmas and it feels like it’s very going to come and then finally it happens and you tear open all your presents and it’s like, well, great. Now what?

Oh right. The now what is the continuation of my wonderful life and the beginning of the next chapter with this wonder girl. I’m marrying.

So anyway, I’m rambling. Oh, and to add to that list of many pet projects, I’ve got this, the Buddhoblogosphere. When all is said and done, in August no doubt, it’ll be amazing. For the time being, there ain’t much there, but if you’re interested in Buddhism or know someone who own a Buddhist website, be sure check it out in August.

Ah, mythical August.

For me, for now, I’ve really gotta clean up our apartment. I just moved a pillow and cloud of pet hair and dust flew into my face.

Or was that too much information?