Almost out of breath, but not quite

Today I woke up to a very optimistic text message that read "43 DAYS TILL BOSNIA!" needless to say that's a good way to start a day, realizing what you've been working for is close at hand. In light of that beautiful start to my day, I must say, today was daunting.

It wasn't a rushed day, nor a nerve-racking day, but it was task-full. The irony of it is all I did was sit in a chair all day and write a paper.

All I did was sit.

Well of course the fact that I had to do this paper all day was inevitably my own way of being a masochist, and the weapon is procrastination. All. My. Fault. There were times of elation and times of discouragement, it's much like an emotional roller coaster when one writes a paper for more that twelve hours straight. 

But Alas! The deed is done, the beast is slain, and for the night I can sleep soundly knowing that it is saved twice! And tomorrow, before an afternoon leading into an evening of classes I will be in the process of slaying another beast, then another, then another, and so goes my week. 

Now that I am physically, and mentally wiped it's due time I fall asleep, to wake up knowing that it'll be 42 DAYS TILL BOSNIA! Maybe daydream about it a little and then hop to it, trying to finish out a semester strong is always a lung-twisting, gut-wrenching, leg-wobbling sprint to the finish line. But there's always a bright side... 42 days 42 days 42 days!

All to God