|—||Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via osendentelle)|
|—||- Mitch Hedberg (via travelbite)|
Hello again, Tumblr.
As you may remember from other posts I decided to become a shut-in so I could take five online classes this summer. It worked out rather well. I still got to sit in the sun with some friends for a while, so I must have done something right.
These classes were part of the bigger plan of graduating a year early. (On that note I officially filed the paperwork for that last week and I’m taking an extra three credits to catch up.) First it was Ethics, then Natural Disaster Science, then History of Western Civilization, then Psychology, and finally Physics.
I’m still alive (kind of) if that’s any consolation. It is to me, at least.
The credits have all transferred over, so I suppose I can put this chapter successfully in the past. Unless anyone would like me to regale them with stories of me throwing my textbooks against the wall or of drinking RedBull at 3am the morning of a deadline. No? Didn’t think so.
As for my current classes, the most interesting time blocks are my Religion in Eastern Cultures lecture and my Writing the Feature Film class.
Oh, and pottery. Maybe it’s because I get to make things with my own two hands. Maybe it’s just because I like throwing things.
In any case.
And slid my fingers among topics and titles
Looking for you.
And the answer comes slow.
There seems to be no answer.
|—||Carl Sandburg, from Smoke and Steel, III. Broken-Face Gargoyles, 8. Old-fashioned Requited Love (via frenchtwist)|
See how many miles I’ve driven since my last post? Yes, I’m proud of me as well.
Now that I finally have some time to just sit, I was thinking that I should probably recount the rest of my travels from the summer so I can put this blog to rest.
I’ll try to queue the posts so they don’t clog anyone’s dash. You’re welcome.
And thanks for not unfollowing me. Really, that means as much as it can.