Musings & Marginal Madness: Apologies

            Apologies for my recent dearth of writing, but I fear it will continue for another month or so.  You see, I am in the middle of moving.  While my rather nomadic pattern of life has given me plenty of experience to draw from it does not lesson my frenzy as I uproot myself from my current situation and prepare to settle in a new one. 

            In my usual frame of mind, when I’m not contemplating the complicities of moving, I am given to jumping from one thought to another.  You could say I have more tangents than a calculus course.  Add the stress, anticipation, and anxiety of moving and it gets exponentially worse.

            I totally slide those math references in there on purpose.  I like math.  The patterns of numbers are so interesting to discover!  I remember being told at least once that if you like math you’ll most likely detest English or vice versa.  Obviously, I don’t feel that way.  In fact, I can’t think of a school subject that I actually loathe.  For me, it was the teachers I had problems with.

            That’s not to say I hated any or all my teachers.  I didn’t.  Some it was close, but I was still able to respect the spirit of their profession, even if they failed to embody it.  Most of my teachers were good, some were exceptional and some were sub par.  I suppose it’s that way with any measure of humanity.

            I didn’t exactly enjoy school, despite my love of learning.  I didn’t hate it either.  In the words of C.S. Lewis, “School is a necessary evil.”  Education is important, vital even, to life, but the current educational climate leaves much to be desired.

           Anyway, I think I just proved my earlier point about my digression prowess.