Life is too precious sometimes that I panic. Every moment is so important that I can't even afford to live. I don't want to hold it so close that I crush it, every moment booked up, no time to just be.
I'm a little overwhelmed. Andrew seems to be committed to hanging with friends twice a week. I have the ROAD canvassing to do, and midterms to study for. This week, I've felt rather fatigued and weepy to boot. Oh and that finding a job....yeah.
Yet happy. Imbolc is still my favourite sabbat. And I'm even going to a ritual tommrow.
I need a hug.