i landed yesterday to partake in a much needed respite from school, the courts, and the city.

the end of the semester leaves me exhausted and drained.  the final weeks culminate in an anti-climatic end.  i find myself at loss of what to do.  much of the semester is spent scurrying from one place to another, back to back without time to take a breath.  trips home are intended to be a source of relaxation.  a place to sleep in past 9.   a place to free my mind of my obligations.  a place to enjoy being me.   a place to slow down.  yet, the pace, the mindset of school is ingrained.  i wind up at home thinking about the work i should complete to lighten my load before i head back.  it’s inspires disgust in me.  before graduate school, i perfected the ability to compartmentalize.  school was here; leisure was over there.  the two never met.  now, they are intertwined.  i struggle to leave behind one aspect of my life.  i carry it half-way across the country.

this time i plan to do as much work as possible in two days.  the leftover can wait til i return.  i truely need time to rest.   the energy that i expend ruminating about academic troubles and responsibility is out of proportion to its worth.