Eventually, no matter how tulmultous, life sinks into an even flow. A pattern. Much like the ocean. There are high tides and low tides- right on cue. There are times of murky water, and times that things are all crystal clear. Yes, there is the occasional storm. But there is also the occasional and almost eerie calm. Life flows like that I guess. All is well, until of course you find yourself in a whole new ocean.

The fish are different here in Maryland. My friends are mostly professionals around here. We work a lot, the weeks it seems we work and sleep. Monday is always laundry day unless it is a holiday... Tuesday and Wednesday are the i'm too tired to do anything else days. Thursday is professional development until 7:30. Friday happy hour. Saturday and Sunday fit in church, grocery shopping, and maybe an IKEA trip or two to pass the time. Ebb and flow, steady, predictable.