"What are you doing?", is a question I ask myself throughout the day. Some days it is over the little stuff, like learning all the web happy terminology

that I seem so far behind on. Other times it's the big

stuff, life-wise whatever. Anyways, my goal is to try

and upload a picture onto my account. Apparently posting it on a blog first does something.

So, here goes nothing...

Today

Headline from Reno-Gazette Journal today reads, "Biologists say taking food to bears not a good move". Really? I would hope that even a person with limited intelligence and deductive skills could realize that feeding the bears does not send them on their way. Rather, it invites these lovely animals closer to their homes. I also love the fact that we apparently need biologists to tell us this. Also on the front page: "Get a fur or leather coat at a bargain price" the proceeds of which benefit charity. Opposite from this blurb: "Protest Coverage. Three Women stood in their underwear across from Reno City Hall on Wed. for People for Ethical Treatment of Animals. Their purpose...was to dissuade poeple from buying fur, leather and wool coats this winter."

Year long wait

A year doesn't seem like such a long time sometimes. Yet, in many ways, it does. When I begin to think of all that has occurred in a year, that space of time seems to grow. I've graduated from college, have begun trying to figure out some kind of future plans career-wise and am learning all about insurance and over-qualification in life. I would like to think that I have grown and changed in good ways. To an extent that is true. I've taken more risks, like doing my first (and second) poetry reading, even trying for the poetry writing class was a risk for me. I had to submit work and be "judged". As fearful as I was, I took that step. I've begun to teach Jr. Higher Sunday school, another place I never thought I would find myself, and now I have my first internship. At the same time, I am still me, my thoughts and views haven't grown as much as they have in the past. In some ways I am finally feeling like I am starting to even out more and I am glad about that. It's interesting to be on the brink of adulthood. While I would like to think I've already made that leap, at times I know I'm still seen as young. I have begun to realize that adulthood isn't so much a leap as it is a journey.