Today has been full. Full of an assortment of thoughts. From defeated and worried ones to exuberant and content ones. That’s how my head seems to work, though. Especially at this extremely important time of my life. 

I’ve got to focus and work hard, when all I want to do is take a nap with my cat. 

I yearn to let out pent up creative energy, but after 12+ hour days on campus…. I want to take a 12 hour nap with my cat.

I’m hopeful that this semester, this last semester, will be so very full of motivation and inspiration and kicks in the ass. I’m ready to make it the best yet, creatively. I’ve just got to get the wheels turning and get in the groove.

I’ve got to try and ignore everything that doesn’t have to do with academics or art or my future career. 

I’ve got to better my health and general well-being by starting to swim again. Especially if I want to do at least a 3k open water swim this summer. And I’ve got to sort out my schedule to start taking yoga classes. The wife of one of my professors works at City Yoga and she’s supposed to be an expert on what I’d need to be working on. Which is a lot. My back is terrible and my neck is terrible. Thanks to Scoliosis and my lack of time and motivation to try and help it get slightly better.

I’ve got to gain more courage and get rid of silly fear.

I’ve said time and time again that I do not want any relationship type thing until I move and am settled, especially since there are slim pickins here. But… I might have a little crush, y’all. Maybe. And that’s weird. That’s not supposed to happen. Silly human tendencies.

And… I’ve got to read an article for my art history class. I think that’s on the top of the list of all of this garble. Until tomorrow. Tomorrow the list topper will be San Francisco plans.

EDIT: oops. I was supposed to go to sleep 3 hours ago and then I started designing a poster and all the sudden it’s 3am…