The Last Month and a Day
Tomorrow is a snow day, which is pretty much the best news a sophomore high school kid can imagine. I am sitting in my bed, wrapped in two extra blankets, listening to the Bon Iver radio station, drinking rooibos tea. I highly recommend that everyone do this at some point in their life. It's a lovely way to spend a Jack Frost sort of evening. With the closing of my school's musical, 1776 , I find myself with a plethora of extra minutes. No longer must I be Joseph Hewes, Continental Congress Delegate from North Carolina and deep-sea fishing rights advocate, after school. I have time to be Maya. While being Maya on this particular afternoon, it occurred to me that it's been exactly one month and a day since I've last written (for the blog, for pleasure, for grocery lists... the like). This particular light bulb of a thought got me thinking about what's happened in the last month and a day, and the answer is quite a bit. I feel like I've learned a considerable