babyboniver

I am aware not it has been a spell since I've written here. Busy days, lots of writing and reading. A good amount of self reflection and exploration. A lot of moments of unworthiness. Recently I felt compelled to tell the director of my program how thankful I am to be here. I get overwhelmed, yes, but I am so happy to be learning, to be engaged in my future career and learning to learn, learning to teach. My essay about being a continual learner, the one I submitted as my entrance essay, was spot on. I was not trying to play to my audience, I was being honest, but turns out: it was the right thing to say. Its true and it plays out.

"words count for nothing except in so far as they represent acts" -theodore roosevelt speech 1910.

This quarter is wrapping up and I am going to sigh a big one when its over.

I've been listening to a lot of Bon Iver lately while studying. Just the same few cds, over and over again. They're about the only music I can handle while studying. I get too distracted with television, music, noise... I become engrossed and then the words on the page are just that, words. Katniss likes Bon Iver too. It calms here. When J is gone, Katniss is on high alert, I like to think she wants to protect me. So every little noise and Katniss is barking, running through the house and chasing the invisible nothing. But with Bon Iver on, she is calm, passed out on her side currently like a sleepy baby.