It's really strange to think about where I was a year ago. And how much has changed. And, yet, how much has stayed the same.
I have learned a lot about myself. And how right I was before I questioned it.
Mostly, I wish I was Teddy Roosevelt. My Law, Diplomacy and Power professor was talking about him in class today and he sounds like he was a really funny guy. He would just pick up a stick somewhere, carry it in the white house and just bang it on stuff. He'd go out of his way to point at things and tap doors and things like that. That's just such a funny image in my mind. I like it a lot.
So I'll speak softly--
Where are you going?