Whenever I have a lot of work, my brain is like, "I CAN'T. Oh wait, I think I can! NO I CAN'T. Yes I can! NO. Yes!" etc.
I'm not sad anymore. If I don't think about the future, I feel okay. Right now, I love somebody and some-other-bodies, and I'm about to skip Contemporary Religious Thought to sit in the Java Zone and write stories about love and madness.
If I'm in Oberlin next semester, I want to take Itineraries of Postmodernism, Organismal Biology, Poetry Workshop, and a private reading in something amazing like Ethnobotany.