So, thread the light...

I think Twitter is contributing to my inability to blog. There's something challenging to me about trying to consolidate my thoughts/complaints/observations about the world into 140 characters, and I've gotten so used to this practice that I don't quite know what to do with the freedom that is the gaping white of a new blog post. But I hate it when people apologize/complain for never blogging, so I'll move on.

I find myself again in Amelia Gayle Gorgas library studying late into the night. I studied for two hours and only missed 2 questions on the practice test. I think that means I should be ok, right? Right. It's hard for me to believe how fast this semester is flying by. Things that used to seem like vague events on the horizon are hurtling toward me with their practicality and permanence. Whether I'm ready or not, things are going to change. And if you know me at all, you know I don't handle that particularly well. My mom still tells the story of when she had to pull over on the interstate between Atlanta and Birmingham because her petulant five year-old (me) would not stop kicking and screaming because she didn't want to move. Not much has changed. Sometimes when I think about the change thhat's coming, I want to kick and scream and just pull over, but then I remember the way it feels when change becomes normal. And that's one of my favorite things. Sometimes I forget that I ever lived in Atlanta.

I didn't mean for this post to be so introspective. On a lighter note, this semester has been wonderful thus far. I just love the freedom and relaxation of the Spring. I'm still busy but it feels different from the oppressive frenzy of the fall. I'm eager for the summer.

Tragically, I recently found out that the Wizarding World of Harry Potter doesn't open until June. I'll be in Orlando in May. ONE MONTH! Oh well, at least I'll get to spend a few days in the most magical place on earth.

This one's for Spence,

Katie K.