MUSINGS

Yes, well, not so lazy anymore. Well, ok, to be truthful, still kind of lazy, but not as lazy as before. And that is going to change very soon, yuppers. I realized earlier today that most of my assignments for this semester are due in the next month, a lot of them within a one-week span, and that's not very good. Right now it doesn't seem too bad, but once I start working I'll probably freak out. I wonder why that is. Why I tend to freak out when I become stressed. Or maybe freak out isn't the right expression. Because when I'm stressed I tend to bottle it up for a while. And THEN I freak out! Hmm, to analyze myself is never much fun. I took a class on that once and it wasn't my favorite. I learned a lot, but still...not much fun. And no, I don't remember everything that I learned, and so I don't have much of a handle on why I react to stress the way that I do. But this is all off the topic. What I mean to say is that the semester is definitely under way, and the beautifulness of being at home is most assuredly gone. Life just has a completely different pace out here, one that I am used to, but not one that I much like. I have never felt the need to be constantly busy and that's pretty much what everyone seems to be like out here. I sometimes wonder if any of the kids out here have seen what the stars really look like, or if they've ever heard a cricket chirp or if they've ever spent an afternoon breathing in the scent of freshly mown grass while trying to find shapes in the clouds. Winnipegers run to a different clock. Everyone here is always on the go, trying to get things done as fast as possible, trying not to waste one minute. And I don't think that I'll ever get used to that because I was spoiled while growing up. I was given the gift of time.