“I’m so busy, my head is spinning. Like a whirlpool it never ends.”

Seriously. It’s been a few months of just going non-stop. So much continues to go on in the “outside world” but for me, for us, it seems like everything has just been in fast forward. I miss my wife. She’s around, I’m around, but between work and work and work and school, we haven’t had an awful lot of time for togetherness (or, frankly, anything at all). We used to hang out with friends weekly, if not even more frequently, and still have plenty of time to spend together. These days, “this season”, we see a friend maybe two or three times a year. But the season finally starting to feel close to over.

By this time next year, I’ll be graduated and hopefully working somewhere schooling-relevant. There will be no more assignments, papers, studies, yadda-yadda-yadda. We’ll have several evenings a week off. Rather than almost none (or, up until recently, actually none). By this time next year, I’m hoping things will start to feel more like they used to.

But what about friends? We used to hang out with friends multiple times a week, but those friends are now either divorced or have moved away, or both. Making new friends is much different as an adult, and very difficult to maintain when things are as busy as they’ve been.

Life’s happening so crazy fast. Feels like it’s just blitzing by. I’m doing my best to be “present,” to be aware of every moment, but it’s a challenge. Especially when so many of the moments are listening to endless lectures and doing meaningless assignments.


Soon. Soon things will start improving. Soon.


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