OK so this week I had a breakthrough. It was so big I almost feel off of my chair when I got it. No Joke!! For a very long time I have harbored bad feelings about a professor that I have had to have for every semester of my program.This has stoped me from learning in many ways. Well this week as I was sitting in her class I was barley listening to her talk about why she decided to go this way with her life. I suddenly realized that I could do work for her because she did care. This may not be big for anyone else but I think that for me it may be the biggest thing to happen to me this semester.
So, all day, from the moment that first ray of annoying sunlight started invading the inner sanctum that is my bedroom, I wanted a day...one day for myself. I had this dream of being able to wake up, make myself a wonderful breakfast (all the while having music play in my head worthy of a 90's sitcom), lazily get dressed and begin to put my life back together. No family, no obligations, no guilt, just peace. The morning was wonderful. My brother, who never seems to get going till about noon, was not making noise in his shop that is located on the other side of my bedroom window. My parents were at work. And I was living my dream. All things were wonderful until the afternoon when, like a ball that rolls down a hill and lands in a pond of goo, the whole thing turned into a disaster. For some reason, I was just unable to recover. I couldn't pull it back to a place where the dream could continue living. Instead I turned into the worst version of myself, swearing at my family in my...
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