I’m approaching 3 hours into my work shift today. In that time, I’ve written 2 essays for my popular literature final(not saying they are great essays, but they are essays). Focusing for the 3rd(and final) of the essays for that final is becoming a problem.
I’m giving myself 15 minutes before I have to buckle down and do nothing but write on that essay, so in the meantime let me catch you up on something in my life real quick.
I’m happy. Truly happy. This is a new experience for me. Sure, there are bad things in my life(for instance I have not seen most of my best friends for any length of time for the past few weeks because our schedules just don’t mesh at the moment it seems) but my happiness overrides the bad.
Now, if I could just get my ass to write this essay and my friends to hang out, then I’d be over the moon.
