I do not have enough motivation to write papers right up until the day they are due. It happens every time and I usually despise it.
Today, I don’t mind. It will get done. It will be fine.
Everything will be fine.
I have an overwhelming amount of things to complete in the next 2 & a half weeks.
For the past few days, I’ve been in a constant state of nostalgia. I keep thinking about random events in my life and I immediately miss them. It’s really odd for me. Some of the events happened less than a month ago.
You know those events when all of the people you love are in one place at one time and it’s great? Don’t go back to the places where those events happened. It’s lonely there.
The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.
-- Matthew 28:5-6. Happy Easter.
Home for the weekend. Parents and younger brother, Patrick, are in Gulf Shores, AL. Rob and I have the house to ourselves. It’s bizarre.
In a weird mood today. I came home to de-stress and focus on work, but I haven’t gotten much done. Not too pleased about that.
As I was walking to the bathroom in the dark basement tonight, I felt a rushing calm come over me. The only light sources in the room were the gas fireplace and the soft glow of the TV. The flames were silently licking the ceiling of the furnace. Pleasant.
I spent so many years in that basement with the exact same light sources guiding my way through the darkness. Most of the time just the fire. They were gladly welcoming me back.
It saddens me that I get too busy at school to not think about such things. I miss key moments when thinking about the crappy last-minute papers I must type.
I don’t want to be the guy who wants to be done with school.