As I sit here going through my things and cleaning up, the constant drip of the leaky ceiling reminds me that time will always pass. Even when it feels hopeless, time passes. I've left that hopeless rut behind me. Now I'm just biding my time until the speed picks up again. It's nice to stop and relax for a while. The fast pace of school will be trying, but I know that I can handle it this year. I'm anxious to start learning again.
Wedding planning has stalled. We are a bit far away to really get into the planning part. I'm trying to come up with ideas but keep having creativity block. It stinks.
