I would like to take this moment to come out and say: I wish I had more Christmas break. I don’t feel like I’ve had quite enough yet, thank you. I haven’t gotten in enough reading time; not enough random acts of creativity. I spent part of it sick. I’ll be utterly transparent with you all and say that I’m just not ready.
I have to go back to school on Monday. Back to my own personal prison of grades and events until the summer, when I’ll be working—but at least there will be no school.
My prayer for the next 24 hours will be to beg the Lord for snow. Barrel loads of it. On Monday. Maybe then I’ll have the time to finish doing the project I’ve desperately been trying to work on for the past week. Maybe.
It’s weeks like this that I realize that school never leaves you. I’m trying not to be utterly frightened by that.