Extrema

Testing for extrema sucks. At least we got an A- on that quiz.
KEPT AN A- IN CALC. One happy moment in a sea of pain.

Just kidding. Maybe a couple more than one happy moment.
In the past week, I've managed to fall asleep during class four days in a row, lose a toenail, eat more ice cream than I thought existed in my immediate threshold, and run 38 miles.

Today, on the edge between September and October, also feels like the edge among three different lives. Physical, social, academic elements of everything are starting to trip me up. I feel naturally but uncomfortably unstable. It's like a triangle... if you change one point, the entire center of mass will change and I'll cry hard. Or I could stop being a sandbag. I could stop building on eroding glass and continental shelves and live on the rock of Jesus. So many things have changed in the past month... so many priorities, so many people, but I think that's all just one crazy revolution in my mind. What's going on.