Something else that holds promise is waiting in the wings as well. I was flipping through the BCAE catalogue last night and lit upon the ceramics section. It’s been such a long time since I’ve sat at a wheel making bowl-shaped and vase-shaped lumps, reveling in the way it moved me. A mesmerizing connection. Some of my favorite moments in college came from sitting in the otherwise empty studio creating without judging. I remember listening to the Pixies and dancing with my hands over the surface of the wet clay. I’d leave hours later smelling of earth, looking like I'd hit the business end of a puddle, and feeling fulfilled.
So, um, yeah... there are classes that are beginning in early May, and I think I’m going to try to be in one of them. Swinging the course fees is going to be a little tricky, but if I can be conscientious in other areas, I think I can manage. Some things are just more important than others.