I haven't posted in two years. Funny, the last time that i wrote anything i had just been accepted to the New School and now, lo and behold, I have my MFA. Just graduated. Time as the cliche goes, flies. Soars is perhaps a more appropriate term. I have a job ( can I get a Hallelujah!). I am going to be working at StoryCorps an oral history project. I will be trained as a "mobile facilitator" this is a fancy term for a listener. I am going to be traveling to different towns across the country recording interviews of everyday Americans. The interviews are archived in the Library of Congress. It's sort of like the modern day WPA. I am scared. Afraid of being homeless for a year. I will be literally living out of a suitcase. I am going to sell my meager furniture (bed, desk, dresser, night stand) and put my books and clothes into storage in Brooklyn and hit the road. The job starts at the end of June. I am going to be 29 this year! Sorry for the interjection, it's just that I was marveling in one of my last posts that I was 25 and now I am sliding into 30! Mike has been dead 4 years. Brook is having a baby! Life happens. Thank god. Alright, that's enough catch-up for one day.