The first week and a half of Sushi has been crazy and full of parties. So, when people ask me how I'm liking it here, I wonder how I'm supposed to know. Really, this is only an... appetizer. I'll only know for sure after the start of the main course—the classes—tomorrow. (It's been much like CPW... which we could represent as the "samples"—those little bits of teriyaki chicken on toothpicks that some Japanese restaurants like to give to passerby.)
I could also compare this to jumping into a pool, like what we all did for the swim test today. Pool water is always cold. Whenever I jump in I have some apprehension about how uncomfortable it'll be, and whether it'll be so extreme that I'll be thinking, "I.H.T.F.Pool," as I get out. I wonder if that was running through the minds of any of the swim test participants at the end of the four pool-lengths they had to swim.
It's now September 5th—heretofore known as "tomorrow". One might correspond the stroke of midnight with the bell beginning a swim meet event. It's at this moment when we—the swimmers— all leap out over the pool from our positions on the diving blocks. After that there's only a brief interval of time before we hit the water. I hope it's not too cold. Wait, I pray it's not too cold...
To whomever an agnostic prays: I.L.T.F.Pool! May that still be true when I climb out of it four pool-lengths from now.