Tonight

My sweetie is in the shower, and I am making dinner (pizza).

I heard back from my academic adviser about a possible doctoral program and, although my mom thinks it is a bad idea because I might burn out, I am tempted to go for it.

Here's the thing. I freaking love school. I love reading and writing. Without it, my brain feels like it is going to wither and die, and I despise that feeling of emptiness. The feeling of completion when I have just made words appear on a page that I am satisfied with is almost incomparable, and I miss that.

So, despite all my fears about finding a new job and whatnot, I am seriously considering a doctoral program. Thank you, Classy, for the inspiration last night. You're the best, bebe!!!!!!!