This entry started as a long bitching session. I’ll summarize the hundreds of words into a few sentences: I am bored as hell. I feel adrift and unchallenged. I have it too easy for my own good. I need some sort of significant change in my life, and soon.

I need to find something to feel passionate about.

I need to find the will to get out of this rut.

The weather was beautiful today. Warm temperatures, tolerable humidity, and sunny skies. No bugs. Perfect. For a moment, it occurred to me that I might not be in Minnesota.

I was driving along when I noticed something that assured me that, no, I hadn’t inadvertently transplanted myself to Texas: Guy riding Harley. Guy’s elementary-school-aged son on the back of the bike. Sidecar attached to bike. Full hockey bag and two goalie sticks riding in sidecar.

Yup, definitely Minnesota.

Most of the summer interns that my company hired are now here. It seems like only yesterday that I was an intern; in reality, it was two years ago.