2017/01/11Posted by Amber
I've purposely lost count of the weeks. We're half way through, sort of. The second semester is longer than the first and that fact seems to be sitting in my stomach like a stone. My break was fun but short and busy and I landed back not feeling fully rested. I have a healthy dose of anticipation for that long weeks ahead that is making that worse. Just having a hard time settling into the rhythm of happy. My classes are going generally fine, I just can't shake the notion that the tired will become unbearable. And soon.