There is a a kind of busy-ness in my life right now, both personally and professionally, that is boggling my mind and robbing me of all kinds of time. I don’t know where to start or where to begin, and I honestly don’t even have time to try to figure it out. Alas! And alack.
At any rate: Rosh Hashanah starts this evening (personal busy-ness), at which point I will be off the tubes until at least Saturday night (two day holiday followed immediately by Shabbat), but then I’ll be gearing right back up, that very night, into the professional busy-ness, much of it related at this point to a class I’m teaching on mass media and politics at Lewis University (home of the fightin’ Flyers!), not to mention the usual writing and whatnot. So. Who knows when you’ll see me again?
Hopefully soon, but I honestly don’t know. All of September and the front half of October is more and more and more of the same, and I fear that even the limited blogging I’ve done over the summer might be too much for me. I hope not, and I hope I don’t lose you all together. For I love you so!
I’ll do my best. In the meantime, if you’re celebrating: Shana tova u’me’tooka! May this be the year in which we finally know more of peace than of war.
Update: Over on Twitter, Yasmeen Serhan reminded me of this post that I wrote for Rosh Hashanah in 2010, about longing for home and wishing for peace. It’s all still true.