Three hundred sixty-five

Today marks a year in Memphis. At times, the days dragged on with excruciating precision, each minute calculated to live its full life. At other times, an entire month was gone in a blip and I had neither memories nor photographs by which I could remember it. But really, has it been a whole year?

I'm looking forward to another year here, but I can't help but wonder how much longer I'll be in Memphis. A year? Two? Five? I've got a million tiny strings tugging me in all these other directions, and I wonder how long I can ignore them, or if I even should. I don't know who's pulling them, after all.

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Somehow I've managed to be nominated for a Koufax Award. This is a really nice surprise, so thanks to the charitable soul who nominated me. I'm in good company as far as other nominees go. Aunt B made it, and so did IBtP and Pam's House Blend. Skimming through, I didn't recognize any other Tennessee blogs among the nominees, but I often overlook the most obvious things. My goal is to check the rest of the nominees out with more than a brief click through.