two posts, one day.

I know when I'm getting stressed when I start to have mind-barfs on a mind-clearing walk, while magazine browsing, while sending an e-mail to a professor:

"Honestly, I am starting to feel a little overwhelmed with the new additions to my application stack. My list has grown from a list of 3 to a list of 7 since opening up programs to out-of-state schools. On one hand, I am very excited for the possibility of studying away from home, for venturing out and having room to grow on my own, and having the opportunity to develop away from everything that's familiar. On the other hand, I am scared to consider each school--each a different city, much (much) colder than here. Of course, my application to these programs doesn't guarantee my admission, nor does an acceptance to the programs require enrollment on my part, but I am starting to feel really stressed. Is this normal?"

MESSAGE SENT.

I wish the weather would just decide.

I wish the weather would just decide so I can finally decide what kind of day it will be. 

On my drive home, it starts to rain, and immediately, my brain is filled with all the indoor things I can accomplish today. 

By the time I get home, however, the sky has cleared, but it's still chilly out. I think to myself, "What a good day for a walk!" 

After some chocolate soymilk and bread, I pull out my homework and decide to finish my work quickly so I can fully enjoy my weekend ahead. Oh but of course, fickle weather, the sky begins to darken once again and consequently, my mind begins to slow down as well. LAZY DAY, I declare. 

I begin my ritualistic e-mail/facebook check before I flip open my assignment, convincing myself I have a whole dark day to revel in my mind-wanderings when, you guessed it--sunnyshineshine!

Oh what a tease you are, Mr. Weatherman!