Let's see. It's been 14 days since I finished my last final exam. I think tonight is only the 3rd night where I have not participated in some sort of celebration involving the imbibing of certain liquids.

With the exception of the departure of some amazing friends and colleagues, things in my life appear to be coming together. I'm still waiting for the second half of a job offer, the hubs is helping orphans in Ukraine, and my baby sis gets married in T-9 days. So why do I feel so restless and alone?

The only cure for me has been to walk. Tonight I walked for miles while listening to Bruce. Too bad Boston doesn't have more syllables, otherwise "Streets of Philadelphia" would be the perfect soundtrack for this week.

Here's hoping next week's theme will be something brighter.