Today is the last day of regular classes. I have one paper and a final left. Last week was...a nightmare, but I survived.
I have a lot of catching up to do (mainly with work hours), but I don't feel overwhelmed. There is a vestige of the lassitude of last week in my spirit, but I feel I am on the cusp of renewal and I am excited about this. This time last year I was coming out of the depths of self-doubt and finding strength in who I was and my own two feet. This year, I have felt confident, though stretched and pulled to my limits.
So, I rejoice in progress. I look forward to the future. Most of all, I can't wait for Winter Break!
