Because of this, I am always excited for a new school year to start. Spontaneity is fabulous and I love it, but at the same time, I need a schedule. A reason to get up and get dressed everyday. Somewhere to go. I feel my best when I've gotten up and gotten ready and I'm working on something I'm passionate about. As I think about my swiftly approaching future, I'm wondering what I'm going to do with myself to stay busy. What am I going to do when I finish college? All my life what I've wanted to be most is a mother. And I still want that. But at the same time, I want more than that. I want a cause, something to pursue, something to be passionate about and constantly working towards. A reason to get up, get dressed, and get out of the house. I don't want to drown in a cycle of endless laundry and dinner making and soccer practice driving. I want something to stretch my mind and engage my brain cells the way I do in school.
As I prepare to leave for England in a week (!!!), I'm feeling rusty. I haven't been in class for a month and now I need to be ready to dive back in with professors and essays and assignments and Shakespeare and a schedule. I need it but geez! I definitely feel rusty. I feel like I need to blow the dust off my brain cells and start warming up my mind for some deep scholarly thinking. I think to prepare myself, I'll go read some books. Maybe watch David Tennant in Hamlet. It's been too long.