I am pretty bad about bills--not about paying them, per se, which I do with surprising regularity for an artist, and I have kept faith with my student loan through thick and thin--but with keeping track of how much I owe. So this was the first time I'd glanced at my student loan info in awhile, and discovered, quite to my astonishment, that I am at exactly the halfway point in paying it off. Fifty-six hundred down, fifty-six hundred to go. Another five years, if I don't throw some more money at it in the meantime.
In five years I'll be thirty-two. I know that five years is very little time, and yet five years ago, I was still working at Prudential Insurance reading fraud claims, James was slaving over Myth II maps, and this was the best painting I'd ever done. And that seems like a thousand years ago, give or take. So I wonder if the next five will see as much change, or if I'll look back and go "Dude. That was a whole five? No way."
Sorry. Maudlin PMS this month. You know how it is.