So I got up at 5:30 this morning and went for a long run. I usually do it at 3:30, but for the last three days, I haven't been able to. Well, I had a lot of pent up energy inside and it all came out this morning. There's something about being able to get away from everything and everyone and having a little private time when nobody else is out that I love. I get to process my thoughts and make plans for my day, for my week, or even for the distant future.
Kate and I have finally decided to commit to a date to get married. We've had a lot of pressure from people around us to wait, but I don't want to wait anymore, and neither does she. We're just going to go to city hall and get it done. I admit I'm a little nervous about it, but I'm not sure why. My initial plan was to marry her before the baby was born, and now the baby's seven months old. I know it's the natural next step, and nothing I've ever wanted has ever felt more like the right thing to do than this, but I still have butterflies about it.
As far as my writing goes, I have to apologize but right now I feel so overwhelmed by life that I haven't taken any time to sit down and do it. I could go down the list, but it's the same list of things that I write about every time I blog, so you already know what's up. I'll do what I can to get something pounded out soon, but I'm not promising anything.
Oh yeah, one more thing...
I tried to read Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand and my eyes nearly went crossed. There are WAY too many pages and words, but it starts out as an interesting story. I wanted to read it so that I could sit on my high horse and say things like "Everyone should read Atlas Shrugged" and "Who's John Galt?" But alas, I fail. I think I might look for the audio version of it and listen at night or something. I'm too busy and quite frankly, too lazy to read a book that big.