I haven’t had anytime to sit and think, let alone type anything that isn’t directly related to school work.¹

I have a small bit of a breather, that is, its 9:22 and I’m going to school for 10:30 even though I have a class at 12 so that I can get some of my stuff done in the darkroom.  The real problem here is not that I procrastinate² but Saturday class. Saturday class that eats up the majority of a day for working leaving me stranded on Sundays thinking about all the things that are due on Monday.

I keep having the strangest dreams about one of my exes. Particularly weird last night. While dream me interacted with dream him, he spent a lot of time with my one cat who died a few years ago almost as if both of them were gone.

1. I will probably do this anyway. It is My Way.↩
2. I don’t do it THAT badly↩