Close Enough

It is just a little off, but still about 16 hours away from Friday afternoon. This week has been moving unbelievably slow. I've been working pretty hard I think to make everything work out the way that it needs to. I've prepared a net for myself this time, and have some pretty good hand holds if I need them. I feel tingly and a pretty sleepy. Just want to get this over. Could have maybe even finished it today, but that wasn't the plan. The hour is drawing near and I will be able to embrace it. This very post is even another way for me to be doing something and still move time along.

I feel so fussy.

Needs to be tomorrow already.

Apart from this, things are proceeding well. I will be able to safely navigate this semester if this first week is any sort of a standard. I have been level, I have been moving. I have been given pieces that could be my future, and this weekend I will take steps to grasp them. I will continue to work on and finish drawing and painting some of the portraits for the grandmas.
Forgive me Wisconsin, I know I am not as good a son as I could be. Instead I merely give you the bare minimum. I am trying hard to change this so that I might finally be rid of it and actually earn the praise you've bestowed on me.
Thanks everyone.
I will not make you liars.

Rest assured, I don't break promises.

Just a Thought

How does one correctly go about being selfish?

Further more, it was good to find this.

Expansion on an explosive slow

Always a lack of action.

Differences

things are different now. there's more than just me to consider now (not that that's stopped me in the past, it's just more obvious lately) and at the same time, things seem less important. i can sense that this is dangerous thinking. fall is trickling away, and winter is coming. frozen patterns, familiar and weird are coming back. but there's something different.
i mean, one parts obvious what is different. it's definitely eating up more of my time, but that's not what i'm thinking of. that's not what's new.
there's one more dot in the pattern, one more leaf on the tree. why is it there? what does it mean? how am i able to really tell if it's there or not?
times are going too fast, and crawling again.
she's so different. this is so different. but am i different? i'm not unhappy, which is a streak i'd like to see continue, but that also...is.. different. thought lines are taking diagonals when they used to go right, and doing so more often.