I must say that times have been rather... well... intense between finishing off my RA work, organizing my school scheduling, and moving from the apartment to the house. My mood, accordingly, has been subject to turbulant and unr eliable winds. I find that I become very impatient with and bothered by people who ask favors or chores of me. Sometimes I just want to collapse, my vision becomes limited, my motivations, unclear, and I sink to wallow in my repugnant hopelessness.
When you get there, to that cloudy, life-loathing state of existence, it's hard to remember to breath. It is breathing, however, that puts you into a field of motion rather than sitting in a dramatic and stagnant pity party. I had to remember to breath yesterday when everything seemed to be crumbling. I talked things over (out loud and to myself while I was driving no less) and then to a few of my friends and together we figured out several solutions. I can still graduate on time and I can still work an internship, but the timing isn't exactly what I would have chosen. The advantage is that I will have a slightly more reasonable schedule this semester than I originally thought.
Well, right now I'm about to be pulled away. I'm working my last desk shift as an RA and I'm about to have a one-on-one debriefing of the season. After that I'm going straight to my apartment to finish moving. I'm afraid I still have quite a bit of work to do before I get to kick my shoes of and relax. Whatever the case, peace and love.
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