I suppose, that since I realized Sunday night that I have a crazy amount of work to do before I leave these shores on December 15, this blog will start to focus more on the process of writing, rather than my obsession with walking. Such is the season. It's invigorating, to be honest. I think I might need intense pressure before I can accomplish anything, which indicates a very stressful (but hardly dull) future.
On Sunday night, I felt incredibly overwhelmed and went to sleep thinking I should just give up; let last year be the best year ever and quit while I'm ahead. (I can sometimes be a bit dramatic, but I really was not sure I could get everything done.) Key to this angst was a lack of paper topic for my independent study and a real sense of boredom about my thesis topic. (I feel sometimes like I've been so focused on Thailand I cannot do or see anything else and it is not a good feeling.)
On Monday morning, I woke up and was hit with the perfect idea for my paper topic. This literally turned my world sunshiny again and upset the general malaise with commitment and inspiration. School is exciting again. And the interlibrary loan department is going to hate me.
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