After coming off the sinus infection train that has wiped out nearly my whole town over the past few weeks, I just want to share her optimism. Maybe we all have a thing or two to learn from Sweet Brown.
Bronchitis: Ain't nobody got time for that.
It's my new mantra.
I'm trying to wrap up this semester at school, but I'm completely lacking in any sort of motivation. After deciding to change my major, I feel like a fool wrapping up my courses on Education. The finals involve questions like, "Now that you've learned about the different philosophies of teaching, explain what your philosophy will be in regards to your own classroom?"
Or the ever-popular, "What are the most important things you will continue to learn throughout your educational career in regards the dynamics in your future classroom?"
And I'm thinking, "Jeez, lady, didn't you get the memo? I'm not going to be a teacher. I've changed my mind."
But they don't seem to care.
On a positive note which I'm certain is somehow related to my lack of motivation, however, the novel is coming along well, but the writing is sort of an addiction. How do you keep yourself sane when you are working on a novel? How do you not let it consume you? Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly happy for the wild nights of writing abandon, but I'm starting to fall behind in the rest of life.