The passing of time

I realized it's been quite some time since my last post, I apologize for the tardiness! One of the biggest adjustments I've had to make here in South Carolina is the methods of measuring the passing of time.
Last Friday marked my fifth month here in South Carolina, and had it not have dropped in to the low 30's, I may have just forgotten. I have always used the changing of Seasons as landmarks in the timeline of my life, and I suppose part of this is because everything is set up to be measured quarterly, namely Fall, Winter, Spring, and Summer. I want to get in to shape by the winter, I want to get my 5k down by one minute this fall, I want to ski at least 7 times this winter.
Now this is not to say that this same means of measurement are non-existent here in Charleston, the seasons change everywhere. However, I'm finding it more difficult to recognize such changes due to the hot falls and warm winters, especially given my history of twenty-four years in the Northeast.
This became a concern to me yesterday as I was trying to decipher my timeline here in Charleston. I always look back at seasons past, my favorite Summer, Summer 06. My favorite family vacation, Summer 03. The best shape I've ever been in, Fall 04. My best academic semester, Spring 08. Part of this concern harps on something that I have continually touched on throughout my rambling, identity. It's easy to measure time past in college by grouping memories in to categories, Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, and Senior year.
In my post-collegiate world I am struggling to measure this passing of time due to a lack of definitive categories to stuff these memories in to, and it is because of this that time seems to be moving faster than ever. It seems like just yesterday that Mom and Dad dropped me off at College my Freshman Year, and now I'm three years out and a month away from turning twenty-five. I think one of the reasons for the seemingly increasing speed of life is the monotony that the "real world" can present. You know, wake up, go to work, come back, cook dinner, go to sleep so you're rested enough to do it all over again tomorrow. My buddy Garrett said it best, the Real World has a real way of making you feel like you're in a rut.
Soooo, to break up this monotony and save myself from the "Real World Rut", I am going to switch things up a bit. THIS WINTER I promise to bring a new angle to my writing. Future posts will include, but are not limited to: Recipes, beer reviews, restaurant reviews, and travel recaps, with pictures! With a twist of course, and of course plenty of run-on sentences.
So readers, strap in, there's more to come...