Treading Water...

Different places, well they all look much the same [yeah but]
Dreams of faces in the streets devoured by names
I'm in collision with every stone I ever threw
And blind ambition where the flame turns blue

I know that some of you were expecting a scintillating blog about dishwashers and sci-fi, but that blog will have to wait until tomorrows installment of The Daily Rice. As for today, I'm struggling just to tread water in the violent seas of acadmemia. But if I can make it through Philosophy tonight and Magic/Ritual/Religion tomorrow morning, the skies will clear and the sun will shine once again. Which for you, my friends, means better blogs. So for now, please accept my apologies, and if you believe in the power of prayer, toss a few my way.

*This will be me soon, if I ever make it home...