Blogging is hard. I forget to do it.

So let’s see. Spring is happening—cleaning, enjoying the air, enjoying the light. I’m looking for jobs, but also thinking about how feasible it would be to freelance. The issue is finding enough work, as always. But I think I can do it. If anyone wants web apps or other things developed, hey, I’m game.

And I dance, and I sing. I don’t play enough music. I see friends, and I plan a trip to Ireland in May. That’ll be good. I look forward to seeing friends. I’ve been contemplating the reduction in my wanderlust. I think it’s basically that I don’t want to go anywhere but These Isles, and maybe Canada. I need North. I don’t want to go to these warm places where the air is full of spices. I want to go places where the wind whips over the North Atlantic and the light is clear and silver, and then the sky is filled with slugging grey clouds and the air is filled with drizzle.

And my thoughts, my mental life? Awakening from hibernation. Thinking about what I can do that is useful to the world, and interesting to me. Wondering how making a living fits into that.