Winter break, a month of rest and solitude. Not that I have nothing to do, but there are no deadlines. Except the ones I set. I am my master. One more month before the craziness of another semester begins. The multitude of people all going crazy together. The projects and exams. Paperwork, dreaded paperwork. I have begun to detest writing my name on forms. I am tired of providing signatures and dates. I am tired of many things. But this is the time to rejuvenate. To finish the things I started, the tiny projects around the house, the ones in my head. I can reclaim my kitchen. And cook. I can wake up each day and have nowhere to go. Each day is different, each day is special. Each day comes with endless possibilities.
Winter break, how I have longed for thee.