Air 1120.

It has been a ridiculously loaded summer thus far, starting with the ten glorious days I spent in Japan, and continuing on through my internship at a local architecture firm...which was interrupted by a 4-day stint in jury duty this past week. I had figured that I would be able to get out of it, but New York has instituted a revised process, wherein there are virtually no exemptions from service. I was assigned to a trial rather quickly, and seeing the number of potential jurors, I felt fairly confident that I would miss selection and be able to complete my service on that day. No luck there. It wasn't all too gruesome a case, but it definitely made me reflect on my own issues and my perspective on the world around me...it's safe to say that I broke down a few barriers that had existed solely because of my relatively sheltered life and upbringing. From now on, I will continue to take care in airing my grievances and complaints...as I see it, there's always someone who has it worse than I do, and though regrettable, it's the truth.

After four long days, the trial had finally come to a close, and I was feeling a bit burnt out after all of the deliberation and stress. Friday morning, though, I woke up feeling anxious in the best way possible. I was going to Buffalo to pick up a special guest...another one of my dreams fulfilled. It was a weekend all too brief, but I treasured every moment. I was throttled by unfamiliar feelings, but at the same time, it all felt right at home...completely comfortable. Now it rests on my shoulders...at the soonest opportunity, I'll return the favor by visiting him, getting to see a city I've been wanting to explore at greater length for some time now, but more importantly, to enjoy the company of my dreams.