So I'm back from my Asian excursion, which has me a little blue. It was really hard to leave Laura at the airport, since I won't get to see her in person again for somewhere between two and four months. Given the amount of stuff wating for me in my inbox, though, I know I'm going to be spending every day wishing I had more time, so I guess that's something.

The vacation was, by all measures, a rip-roaring success. It gave me a great chance to pause, think and reorient myself a little, which was something I drastically needed. I'm going into the third quarter of my first year at MIT (my fourth eighth?) with a renewed dedication to storytelling and greater vigor for not allowing myself to be too distracted by other projects like websites and whatnot. I had one small new client project go live last week that was an excellent example of how something that should have taken a weekend wound up sprawling out over 2-3 weeks. If I'm serious about remaking my career as a storyteller, I need to be damn sure that sort of thing happens as infrequently as possible.

Of course, I also just spent the last four hours catching up on emails and whatnot, so I'm beginning to feel the first twinges of schedule-despair already. Jesus.