I keep having these conversations lately.

Conversations that make me think about how the past two+ years have just slipped through my fingers like sand. It's not that I regret that or anything, time sometimes flies. It feels sort of like, as I wrote once before in other terms, that if the past two and a half years were a conversation I were having, my mind kind of wandered while the other person was talking and I'm now at the point where I come back into it having heard a key word or something, I turn to the person speaking with a furrowed brow and say "wait wait wait... WHAT?"

Does that make sense?

I have other news as well... this summer I may be producing my first full-on musical, and I'm very excited at the prospect.

woot!