C.M. Foust 2016
Spring Break ends tomorrow. This week has gone by so quickly, yet so slowly.
I don’t think I’m ready to go back quite yet. I did very little work this week. Instead, I’ve been grieving the passing of Willow. I’ve slept a lot, and I’ve been writing a lot, both blog posts and in my journal. I’ve dined and drank with many friends. I completed a mosaic project I’ve been working on for awhile. I’ve gone on a lot of walks: at Weedon Island Preserve, downtown St. Pete, down in Ybor, to the park by my house…
The outdoors has definitely been calling me this week.
So a week to grieve, heal, and connect with nature is certainly a good thing.
I guess I’ll leave it at that. I’m not going to feel guilty about not doing work. It was a break, and that’s what I used it for.
Still, I wouldn’t mind another week to go back down in my hole and rejuvenate for a little while longer. Maybe come up for sunshine, air, and food every now and again.
Life goes on though… Back to classes I go.