The Spot

I fell asleep in the library yesterday. On purpose. This is a strange time.

Part of me is enjoying it though. Sudying feels good, when you know it's going somewhere. I abhor too much free time, and I have little enough of it these days.

Choice makes for contentment. I can choose to study the exam I have tomorrow, or Wednesday or Friday... or pack my apartment. All are urgent, productive. All in progress.

I - am - tired! There's so much effort left to go... OK. I can make it.

Property tomorrow. I'm on page 70 of 98 in my review. It's possible. I'm leaving Aboriginal Title and Mortgages 'till the end. I haven't selectively studied like this since my IB exams.
It brings you back.

I miss my parents. They were so kind this weekend: Dad foraged the city for boxes [all from the LC], Mom cleaned everything before we put it away. Cousins have my posessions in their basement. I feel the debt, but it feels comforting. I'm being cared for, and I need it.

# posted by Spot @ 5:59 p.m.

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