I ate a salad for lunch. It was like a symbolic pile of new leaves I plan to turn over.

[ravenwings_7]

Also, I was hungry, and salad was the only vaguely healthy thing that I could figure out haw to make in less than five minutes (as opposed to, say, a can of soup or something).  It was tasty, mostly because it had cilantro, pepperoni, portabello mushroom slices, and a considerable amount of Manchego cheese on top of it

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[lyrstzha]

It's funny how I used to think that someday there'd be time to catch my breath and reflect and get everything in my life squared away. Adulthood has mostly consisted of my realizing that there is no such time, and that any space for reflection and breathing and squaring away I manage to get has to be hewn roughly from the fabric of my life by force and the tricky auspices of triage.

Which is to say, I totally know how you feel about leaf #3.

[ravenwings_7]

Thanks. :D The really torturous part is, since I'm an unemployed undergrad, I do have moments where I can, theoretically allow myself to breathe... but I end up spending them either feeling rushed and stressed, trying to finish absolutely as many possible chores and fun projects as I can so they're not in the way when school starts up again, or feeling guilty for not doing same. Finally realizing that this summer was sort of the last straw, as far as my academic diligence is concerned... the penultimate straw being sometime this spring, when I realized that even though I was barely leaving the apartment and spending all my spare daytime-ish hours trying to do homework (I try not to do homework after dinnertime, it often triggers my insomnia), I still wasn't keeping up with people who clearly worked a fraction of the time as I did. Just took me until this summer to figure out why...