I’m over-worked and under-slept. Again. Why do I do this to myself?
Every time I pile on too much, I get in the middle and I promise myself never again. Then next semester, or possibly two semesters later…
I’m here! I’m alive. I may even pass all my courses, but that’s undecided as of yet. Difficult to see. Always in motion is the future.
Tired of writing papers, I am. Want to write books. All her life has she looked away… to the future, to the horizon. Never her mind on where she was. Hmm? What she was doing. Hmph! Adventure. Heh! Excitement. Heh! A Jedi craves not these things. You are reckless!
I am reckless. Or I would stop overloading myself.
Whatevs. One more month and then I’m going to work on MY work.
(forgive all the Yoda quotes. I watched the original trilogy with the child this weekend. While doing homework, so don’t judge.)
In other news, Burning Bright is still on sale. And! Grave Touched by Erin Zarro is on sale. Check it out–it’s a helluva read.