definitions/transitions

I should tell you about the heavy-duty makeover of my blog. The previous name of this collection of posts was "The 3 a.m. drawing club." I need a change. A makeover has been long overdue, and I feel like it goes well with the new transitions I'm making. I'm beginning the process of defining a lot of new things in my adult life. And I just can't stay up until 3 a.m. anymore. Plus, the redesign is sleeker. I like sleek. Don't ya think it's sleek? It's funny when a blog transitions from a personal reflection tool to an interpersonal communication tool. And, now that I changed it earlier today, I was sitting and thinking, my goodness, I left them all hanging, confused. They deserve an explanation.

I'm trying to be a little more open.

So, without further adieu (drumroll please, ribbon placed ready to be cut, hands tingling in anticipation for applause) I present to you, Definitions. The new adventures and defining moments of my life after, um, college. Scary.

I was thinking about this one time, in a poetry class, Michael Wade Carlson said, "We're just a sesame seed on the burger." A wise man. For those of you who know him...yes, you know. I hope those of you who don't will get a chance to meet him someday. The sesame seed: you might know the mustard seed parable. I know, I know. Sesame seeds are not mustard seeds, but sesame seeds remind me of mustard seeds. And, the burger metaphor is great. You are open to explore it. And, isn't this burger shoe awesome?

"It is like a mustard seed, which is the smallest seed you plant in the ground. Yet, when planted, it grows and becomes the largest of all garden plants, with such big branches that the birds of the air can perch in its shade."

Mark 4:31-32

This post is dedicated to Michael Wade Carlson, who will probably never read it.