a tribute to carolyn.

last night j and i were talking, and i let it out that i'm frustrated at the lack of direction in my life, and how i used to be so motivated. the only reason i'm applying to grad school right now is because that's what I keep telling everyone that's what i'm doing.

"i think you know what you want to do, you just need to find that spark," he said.

i think he's right. i need that spark. where is it?

today when i was walking down to get the mail, i realized, what did i do with all the free time i had in college? and decided right then and there that tomorrow, on my first day off (i don't work fridays anymore) that i'm going to bring a book to the beach and lay in the sun for awhile, go to the gym, and paint my fingernails.

because sometimes, it's better to have a mental health day, than just another friday.