Let me preface the following with this: I know my life isn't hard. I know my life is manageable, and I know that age old saying "this too shall pass."
With that said, I want to walk out back, pull out my hair and kick something... something hard. You know those places where everything feels like it's in between, and nothing feels like it's moving forward? I think I'm in one of those places. It's like nothing seems to move, but I can't keep up. I think that's been the mantra for this semester. I started out behind, but it feels as if I'm going nowhere!
Don't get me wrong, things are good. I have only one year left of school, I'm in love with the most amazing man ever, I have a roof over my head and I can pay my bills. I have a job (Praise the Lord!) and more than just my basic needs are met. What more could I ask for? I'm better of than 80% of the world's population.
Hmm...
One month of school left. Two days until David meets the family. one 20 page research paper, 2 huge presentations, 4 normal sized papers, 1 exam and 4 finals left to go until I'm free for a little while.
Summer's so close I can almost taste it.
... almost...
