Well, today my family and I returned from Sonshine, a Christian music festival in Wilmar, Minnesota. It's something like Creation or Cornerstone, for those of us who live too far away to attend other such festivals. I enjoyed myself immensely, despite the inevitable physical side effects that manifest themselves when one spends too much time in the hot summer sun. It was worth it, that much I do know.

The best part of Sonshine this year was its intensity. The extrovert hidden deep within me recently resorted to screaming for attention; I needed the chance to let my hair down a bit and go all out for something. I've found that Christian concerts are a safe but fulfilling way to do just that. I trust the artists, too... many of them seem to radiate sincerity, and that means a lot to me these days.

So... what next? Where am I at, and where am I going? Work will become complicated in a couple weeks, when my training ends and I assume full responsibility for the technical aspects of my workplace's business. Other than the dread that accompanies the approach of such a deadline, the summer simmers at its usual comfortable level of activity (or lack thereof). I'm probably going golfing this Friday... keeping in mind, of course, that I golf for pleasure, not for accomplishment. Why is it so frustratingly difficult to hit a small white sphere into a hole only slightly larger than a soup can? I leave you that mystery of life to ponder until my next blogging session. Toodles.