- Albert Einstein
No, I have not dropped off the face of the planet (even though it feels like it at times). I am just very, very, very busy. This might even be the busiest I have ever been in my life. I am writing reports, preparing for presentations, and studying for numerous exams, all of which are due or are happening far sooner than I would like. Even with beginning at 7am and working almost constantly (except for cooking, eating, showering, doing laundry, and other inavoidable tasks) until 10pm, I do not know if I will be able to get everything done. Probably I will, because that's just the kind of person I am, but most things will probably not be done to the best of my ability.
And other things are happening as well. Perhaps the most important thing is that I may be becoming friends with someone that I have met in my classes. So often in the past few months I have been overwhelmed with a sense of deep loneliness. Although there are a few people that I chat with in class, we never meet outside of the university setting or for a non-school-related activity. Might this new friendship possibly go beyond this? I hope it does, although it may take a while.
And despite the busy-ness, I cannot help but feel at times a surprising happiness welling up within me. Is it just that I thrive under increased pressure? Or is it a feeling of affirmation that despite all that is going on, I am still here, still managing to carry on? Or is it something else?
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Overall the last few days we have received our first snowfall, and our first really cold temperatures. As I write this the temperature is around -8 degrees Celsius (18 Fahrenheit), but with the wind blowing it feels much colder. Winter has begun. It feels as though I just changed the calendar to November a few days ago, but soon it will be December. Soon 2010 will have passed and 2011 will be beginning. What will the next year bring? What will change? What has changed this year? What is changing right now?
These are the things I ponder, as I walk quickly with hands in pockets from class to class, or sit staring dreamily out the window, while my pen and computer wait for me to return to work.