Beautifall

"You don't get to choose how you're going to die. Or when. You can only decide how you're going to live." Joan Baez

It's a gorgeous day, about 75 degrees and I've been inside all day. The last few weeks has been full of scrambling to finish projects and get caught up. I'm still woefully behind in terms of Practicum hours but I soldier on.

It's 3:30 and I am leaving - right now. To go wash my car and go for a short walk. The day is too beautiful to waste. Sure, I'll pay for this later as this week shows no signs of being easier or less overscheduled. I lost time yesterday with visitors but that was worth it. Everyone needs some socialization and that includes me.

I really am seeing the effects of brain problems. The more stressed I get the easier it is for me to get off track cognitively, and, of course, memory is affected. My Culture class was cancelled the week before last and I couldn't remember that at Friday's class. There were also some assignments that I missed. I STILL don't understand that. Everyone else seemed to have them but I didn't. I even went home and checked online and couldn't find information on the course website either. Honestly, I have no idea what happened there and how I got so confused. It really felt like I'd lose time somehow. I think I managed to cover - mostly, but it's an awful feeling not knowing what's going on yet being perfectly aware that you've missed something vital - again.

Right now, however, it is vital that I get outside while the sun is shining.