My post today is awfully delayed. For the first time since I've started this blog, I just really didn't want to have to write here. There are things about my work that I would like to write about, but even after five weeks, I haven't really figured out how extensively I want to write about work here, and if I do, how to write about it without identifying the exact location of my employ.
I also feel that since I started working, it has definitely detracted from the time and energy that I put into this blog. Now, not only do I have to squeeze writing in around my work schedule (sometimes writing in spare moments at work) but I also have to squeeze in all my explorations of the BVI -- all the experiences that ultimately become posts in this space. I'm struggling to find topics around my daily grind of 45 minute commute, eight hour workday, 45 minute commute and dinner. I suppose, in that regard, living in the BVI is not much different from living anywhere else. We all must try to find inspiration and childlike glee -- those (sometimes brief) moments of pure joy and revelry -- in the ins and outs of our quotidian lives.