Well here we go again! This is my last semester of classes for my Masters. I have two courses plus I am also doing a Graduate program in Teaching. It will be really good to have some structure and a routine to follow to help me plough through the next few months.
By the end of April I need to be totally organized and into my documentary film. That will consume the remainder of my work on my Masters and by then I should also be able to decide what else is happening in my life.
I'm trying hard to not put too much emphasis on the future. I want to be able to live my life in full, even the painful parts that build character. Is there any legal limit on character I wonder? I mean just how much character do I need anyway? I just wish someone could answer that one. At least if I could spin a best seller out of it all, or a stage play or even some poetry. But All I got is bellyaches and I am getting tired of them.
How am I to enjoy this only life I will ever have if I don't get my ass in gear and move on down the road? So this is me grabbing myself up by the scruff of the neck and the seat of the pants and giving myself the heave ho out of the old Heartbreak Hotel. Now all I go to do is to pick myself up, dust myself off and get on with the rest of my life.
Think I'll sleep on it. It's hard work giving yourself a kick in the butt.
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