Writing Like A Glacier

I'm taking a break from what has been an exceptionally busy month. It's the busy season at work, and I have been putting in my share of late nights and weekends, coming up with arguments and trying to figure out why conventional wisdom is wrong. I've still got a fair amount of work before tomorrow, so this is sure to be a relatively short, rambling train-of-thought kind of post.

Truth is, I miss blogging. I miss the idea of taking an hour or two out of the day and sketching out my thinking on the computer. Not that I had an hour or two in the day. But it always seemed that I could just shut my door and find that time to be quiet. Now that I'm married, there's no door to shut anymore. And the biggest thing that I'm finding takes getting used to is that I won't have that ever again. At least not for myself.

I'm looking forward to the end of the busy season, which ought to be in about 3 weeks. Teresa and I are headed to Alaska in July, and I'm looking forward to taking some time off for myself later next month. But for now, this work I'm doing is all I can see. That and the promise of more late-night dinners on the firm.