the big red button

Today I pressed the reset button. It was a minor thing, really... I didn't go to a class. But it felt like a really big deal. I always go to class. I'm just that kid. I can be irresponsible and flaky in some other spheres of my life (I'm big enough to admit that, I think), but I always, always go to class. So choosing not to go this evening was:
a) a big deal (I think that's covered now), and
b) extremely liberating.
It's been a slightly crazy couple of weeks, and it's only going to get more so from here. So tonight I just came home early. Ross and I took a walk, we had a nice dinner, and I've had time to sit down and write this blog post. See? Everybody wins.