I love the fact that I have Applied Daydreaming on my resume. In it I describe the club as “an on campus organization that encouraged setting time aside for unstructured thought.” It’s something I don’t do often anymore, though I really should, and want to (much like reading, I suppose). I drove to my parent’s house and back for dinner tonight, to see my sister off to Italy, where she’ll be studying abroad for the semester. On the way back, I found myself wrapped up in thoughts like I used to be while at the daydreaming club. Kind of an odd occurrence, since on the way there I was tired and bored, to the point where I was fighting to keep my eyelids from getting heavy. The next few posts are me trying to capture what I thought about, but they’ll be woefully incomplete, and probably half-baked, but that’s ok.