Climbing

This is my last week and a half of this semester. That means I've got a mountain of work to do before then. But I'm climbin'.

I've had "you're gonna carry that weight" on my mind today. The phrase anyway. At first it seems discouraging, like you're gonna have to carry all this weight so you better get used to it. But it's actually more encourage, like, yeah, I am going to carry this weight! I'm going to carry the hell out of it!

Ya know?

Or maybe that's just my always-trying-to-stay-positive outlook coming out.

I wish I could talk about the happy things here too. Because happy things are happening too! I promise (myself) that I will talk about everything else soon. Perhaps after next Wednesday when my classes are finally over.

FUCKING. OVER!

I always get this super excitement towards the end of a semester.

I just have to climb this mountain first.