Simple Times

So, I ran in my first 5K this past weekend. It was the President's Race for the Library or something up in Clemson and I ran with Liz, Jeromie, and their friends. I did better than I thought, finishing at 33:36 and only having to walk for five minutes of that. I expected to be running and walking repeatedly. I suppose I'm starting to enjoy this running thing. It's all about taking it in steps (pun intended).

While I was up there, Jeromie talked to me about his idea for the DCF Film Festival. He's going to try for some stop-motion animation with chalk sketches and his digital SLR. I can't wait to see how it turns out. I had wanted to submit something to it a couple years ago, and I again am bitten by the same bug. I don't think I'll make it for the Festival, but I cobbled together an idea I like, so I think I'll try my hand once again at some animation.

They've moved to Central to be closer to their friends before they leave for seminary in Denver sometime in that Autumn/Late Summer time. I like their house, and especially the fact that their friends the Calbaughs live on the second story. I've always been partial to the idea of living in walking distance of your friends, so that one could have impromptu visits or dinners on a whim. I hate how much structure and rigidity finds its way into our lives. Heck, there's a lot I hate about life, but I've decided not to dwell too much on that stuff, and certainly not pester my readers with it. It only makes me unhappy and weak to overthink things, so I must start to exercise greater mental discipline.

I look forward to visiting Jeromie and Liz much more before they have to leave, and to get us all down to Charleston for a great group weekend with Arnold, Beth, and Hope sometime soon. For all the things changing, I'd like to believe there are some that won't. Like these dear friendships.


Twilight out.