friskin

It's over. The stress, I mean... at least until after Thanksgiving. My eyes hurt from many hours of staring at this screen. You may ask, why am I not in bed asleep? Why don't I get the rest that I need, considering the fact that I've been skipping class left and right this week? And why don't I feel guilty about any of it? I've been reading Chuang Tzu. Inaction is the key to supreme happiness. It's comforting to think that the universe will take care of itself, even without me working so hard to set it all up. Maybe I'll become a Daoist on the weekends.

What I'd really like to do is call up a good friend and say, "Let's have some fun tonight!" Well, that's a silly idea, I know, but it really would be nice to be able to rely on someone that much, wouldn't it?