Friday, June 29, 2012
Last Day of the Term
17th March 2012
Today is my last day of grad school for this quarter and I feel as if it has been a long and difficult journey. My hair is long and knotted, my face is covered in stubble and scabs, and my body is a bloated mess.
The floor of my bedroom is presently covered in laundry and the first load of my towels is in the wash. My bed itself is a tangle of blankets on a mattress that has not seen sheets in three weeks. I’m hoping this was depression for which I am now in treatment. I hope this makes a new era in my life, the moment I got my crap together, the day I stopped being a slob.
Then how many times have I said that or again who doesn’t wish that the new day brings a better them? Even if today marks some turning point then the ground work was laid years before.
We all hope to rise above and I have seen to things which may help with that but still I wonder if it will ever happen. Will my labors give forth fruit or will they be Barron as they have been? I know I’m not alone in these questions but that makes the answers no easer to gain.
Stay safe, little sister
Richard Leland Neal
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