Every day is what you make of it, but some days fight back. As you know, Joy and I moved in with her mom so we could concentrate on finishing school. Her mom as a dog that she does not really want and rarely shows any attention. She basically feeds him and lets him out occasionally.
This morning, as I was getting ready for school I started to pack my lunch in a small cooler when I realized he had peed all over then damn thing. I guess he's jealous or something because he's peed on our laundry basket (with clothes in it), Joy's book bag, and a couple other of our things.
Even after this rough start, the day got much better after that. Classes went well (although Chemistry let out a little late and I was almost late to my next class) and my time at the gym was....invigorating. One thing I have noticed is that I am getting to know more and more people on campus. I have to walk across campus several times during the day and recently I have run into someone I know every time. For a person who used to be in a pretty small shell, this is a nice thing.
So even though I am tired and still have a lot to do before I can call it a day, I find that my mindset is much better than that of previous years. I certainly do not feel that I have wasted my life, but I do often wonder how things might have turned out if I had opened up and followed my heart years ago.
MH
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