(my last spring semester of my undergraduate career).
morning came too early: 6:30 am.
classes came too quickly: five in all, with errands and to do lists accomplished in between.
exhaustion came too easily: after class, the feller and i went to target - my idea. the purpose of heading to one of the most beloved stores ever was to buy nail polish. to do my nails while the feller napped. to treat myself. to care for myself. to do something repitious. to do something that required little thought and all of my attention.
and even though i dislike the upkeep painted nails require, it felt good to do it.
it was just for me.
this evening i had dinner and tea with a friend.
good stuff.
i am still tired.
and have work at 6:45 am.
did i mention i'm taking 22 units? that i'm working? that i'm interning?
yea, we'll talk about that later.
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