Continuing...
I couldn't very well leave my journal tonight without a fully comprehensible entry, could I?
There is not much to say other than my time is heavily divided. I am having difficulty at the moment staying on top of things... but this is the story of my life. My Things To Do list is infinite, and though I enjoyed my Spring Break of sun, sand, and nothingness, I did not get anything done. Thus, I am looking forward to the weekend.
I slept for an hour and a half this evening, and though I feel refreshed, I am still going to bed now. I want to wake up earlier enough to clean my room. This seems to be a pattern as well - the messiness of my room is directly proportional to the messiness of my mind. I still have yet to unpack from my vacation, and teaching is time-consuming. Thankfully, I am endeavoring into at least one route of creativity or else my brain would combust.
I apologize for the trip down Philosophy Lane, but it seems to be heavily on my mind these last few months. I enjoy my various searches, and I hope to never fine a definitive answer to anything.
Earlier to bed, earlier to rise. And truly, I can say that I love my life, even with the twists and bumps. It is only everything I make it to be, and I will make it very grand, indeed (my family wants me to sell out for mediocrity, and I snort in their general direction).
Also, for the record, I have no interest in finding my One True Husband, thanks, world.
That's all, folks.
There is not much to say other than my time is heavily divided. I am having difficulty at the moment staying on top of things... but this is the story of my life. My Things To Do list is infinite, and though I enjoyed my Spring Break of sun, sand, and nothingness, I did not get anything done. Thus, I am looking forward to the weekend.
I slept for an hour and a half this evening, and though I feel refreshed, I am still going to bed now. I want to wake up earlier enough to clean my room. This seems to be a pattern as well - the messiness of my room is directly proportional to the messiness of my mind. I still have yet to unpack from my vacation, and teaching is time-consuming. Thankfully, I am endeavoring into at least one route of creativity or else my brain would combust.
I apologize for the trip down Philosophy Lane, but it seems to be heavily on my mind these last few months. I enjoy my various searches, and I hope to never fine a definitive answer to anything.
Earlier to bed, earlier to rise. And truly, I can say that I love my life, even with the twists and bumps. It is only everything I make it to be, and I will make it very grand, indeed (my family wants me to sell out for mediocrity, and I snort in their general direction).
Also, for the record, I have no interest in finding my One True Husband, thanks, world.
That's all, folks.