It’s week two of school, and somehow, I’m still managing to get sleep, stay awake in my classes, and be a competent employee 11 hours a week. I’ve been keeping on top of my homework, which I intend to continue, and I’ve been doing what I can to work ahead. I’ve even been able to tag along to the barn with Corinne to see her horse, play with the kittens, and make friends with other horses on the property. I’m still having a hard time at work when I have to use razor blades to open cases of stuff, and the fact that I’ve burned my hand on every single sandwich I’ve cut right after its been toasted hasn’t helped. I’ve been trying to wear my sleeves up more often, especially around friends. At the same time, when Ryan mentioned it the other day, I wasn’t sure how to respond. I’m used to the scars, used to seeing them, and itching them at random moments, used to tracing them when I get nervous… I’m also used to them frightening/unnerving other people, especially the ones who don’t know me.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this… I can’t seem to get my mind around things at the moment, which probably means I need sleep.
You sound tire, wait until you are my age! Glad you are doing so well. horses are amazing, arn’t they! Speaking of horses, check this out about dogs and God. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H17edn_RZoY
Get some rest and enjoy!