I have a brain that thinks all the time -- whether or not it has permission from me. I remember one time, not too far back in the cave of my brain I call "memory" the morning I woke up and I was already IN MID-THOUGHT. I didn't know that was possible.
Well, now I do! Howdy doody on that one, folks.
Second week of the quarter and I'm not as insane as I was last week. Beginning to see the difference between busy work and actual things worth taking my time on. I have discovered a very reading-relevant fact about myself: if I think what I am reading is important, I read REALLY slowly. I mean, REALLLLLL - l- - -llly, slowly. It's annoying. However, I shall find a way around this as well. Well, I got a full load of classes and a limited number of hours in my day.
Gotta go!
Experiences of a Middle-Aged Woman, the Cal Poly Dolly Diaries—Snapshot of the past 10 years: 2007– Welcome to the disorienting world that is college, middle-aged female chapter * 2010– Welcome to Grad School, meet Chronic Fatigue * 2013– Welcome to the World of Mental Health, we’re all mad * 2016– Knock knock, it’s me, your life, drop EVERYTHING * 2017– The slow climb back up from a Burnout ** THEME: Provide “capsule versions” of complex psychological concepts for busy students. Dig in!
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