It's the 6th of April, and I cannot do my homework. I am so completely finished in my head, but my instructors beg to differ. I cannot fathom the energy or drive needed to complete any of my assignments. In all honesty, I think I am getting less sleep than I do when I have a full course load, but only because I am more excited about doing more things. Things like running, and reading, and writing, and learning ukulele (a work in progress).... Everything is more tempting, because we're not sure when we will all have this moment of closeness again. Homework, tests, papers, they all come and go but the utter glory of a 7pm sunset walk never completely fades. I keep reminding myself to finish strong (as my middle school would preach) and care about each assignment, but I genuinely cannot believe that staying inside to write papers is going to be more developmental for my character than soaking in the air around me.
reminds me of doing classes in my yard with the camera off and bikini on.
Summer by Phillip Larue is a good one for ignoring school work and thinking about the nearing moments of freedom.
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