The other side of someday

It sounds dramatic, but I'm still recuperating from my MCAT ordeal. A few of you might know, but I haven't slept well for the last three weeks. Even now, I still dream about it--timers blinking, computer screens, large blocks of text, numbers and graphs and figures. I guess it's hard to spring back to life after an intense, prolonged MCAT immersion. Let's just say I wouldn't want to do it over again if I can help it--but it's all in God's far more capable hands now.

Sometimes I trudge through the trees and pretend that I'm in the woods,
camping..nevermind the shopping center within view.

Therapy for me consists of a couple things. To alleviate my restlessness and appease my adventure-loving self, I lace up my running shoes and jog around a lake near my house. Simple things like buffing and polishing my toenails, lotioning my hands, and fixing my hair remind me that taking care of myself is a good thing--and that I can't dress like a vagabond forever. In my most frazzled times, I usually resort to baking my usual repertoire of goodies. I have several recipes memorized down to the quarter-teaspoon. On a related note, if you're ever thinking of baking a yule log cake with six eggs in it and not much else, don't....just don't.

My roommate C dropped by with these beauties as encouragement!

Anyways, life is on the upswing. I'm settling into my two classes of the semester, I get to see the boyfriend more than once every six weeks (!!), I may be starting the first small group at my church, and there are lots of things to look forward to.

I wasn't kidding on Facebook--let's really get together to have coffee! Just not in copious amounts; I was on a fast for three weeks in attempt to solve my sleeping problem, and now I have to ease my way back in sip by sip.