I've been putting it off, but...
I finally dropped all of my classes and cancelled my financial aid.
It didn't hurt me physically as much as I thought it would, but emotionally it really stings. The hardest part is always accepting things as they are and moving on. For me especially.
I have this weird relationship with time. I am nearly obsessed with it. I hate to be late and that's not completely out of the ordinary, but when I am it affects me physically. I become stressed and difficult to deal with. I often feel there isn't enough time. Busy Saturday's can become a nightmare very quickly for me if I feel there is the slightest chance I may not have enough daylight hours to conquer everything on my list. I spend more time than is necessary figuring out how old I will be when my future and currently non-existing children will graduate from high school. Of course, I can only calculate this when I propose that I will have kids by the age of ___.
When I am at work I think of the many other ways I could have spent the last hour and when I am home napping on the couch I think of how much money I could be making per hour instead of sleeping (at least, that's what I try not to think about as I cozily drift off).
Taking a year off from school means I have wasted time and fallen behind. I envy those who can make such a decision casually. In the previous post I mentioned those who follow their passions and dreams and all of the remarkable places their desires take them. I guess I am just not cut from the same cloth. I thought I was following my dream.
It didn't hurt me physically as much as I thought it would, but emotionally it really stings. The hardest part is always accepting things as they are and moving on. For me especially.
I have this weird relationship with time. I am nearly obsessed with it. I hate to be late and that's not completely out of the ordinary, but when I am it affects me physically. I become stressed and difficult to deal with. I often feel there isn't enough time. Busy Saturday's can become a nightmare very quickly for me if I feel there is the slightest chance I may not have enough daylight hours to conquer everything on my list. I spend more time than is necessary figuring out how old I will be when my future and currently non-existing children will graduate from high school. Of course, I can only calculate this when I propose that I will have kids by the age of ___.
When I am at work I think of the many other ways I could have spent the last hour and when I am home napping on the couch I think of how much money I could be making per hour instead of sleeping (at least, that's what I try not to think about as I cozily drift off).
Taking a year off from school means I have wasted time and fallen behind. I envy those who can make such a decision casually. In the previous post I mentioned those who follow their passions and dreams and all of the remarkable places their desires take them. I guess I am just not cut from the same cloth. I thought I was following my dream.
