Normalcy

Saturday I went for dinner and drinks with friends. I just submitted a proposal to teach a series of three courses through Northwestern's gifted program. I've been to the gym six days in a row. It's taking me a little longer to grade projects than I'd expected. There are meatballs cooking in a red pepper sauce on the stove. I'm reading about 15 minutes most days. There is a small backup of laundry and cleaning for the next couple of days. I'm alternating between Facebook, CNN, Jim Bohanan, ESPN, NBC Nightly News, Gmail, and episodes of How I Met Your Mother. Two-and-a-half loaves of chocolate chip banana bread, and a package of Reese's peanut butter cups, and a package of Butterfinger mini's, are gone. Can you say, "Normal?" I guess that's more than you can say for the people of Shichigahama, Japan, which used to have 20 homes... or the 17,000 person fishing village leveled to debris. Soldiers are searching for people by smell. Beware, the Ides of March are upon us! P.S. PERSPECTIVE.