6: I Might Cry... Or Run Away

I might cry. Or run away. I haven't decided which, yet.

We're at that point in the semester where the chaos has escalated to the brink of breakdown. 

We're all ready for it to be done. Thankfully, this is the last semester of eight. And when it's done, it's done. I really don't think I could do another one of these.

Six more weeks left. Although I'm not entirely certain everyone is going to make it with their mental health in tact. 

And that's where the thought of running away comes into the picture. 

I saw this van today...

And decided that if I do run away, I'm taking it with me. Where? I do not know. But I rest assured knowing that I'll have a shiny red van and a girlfriend/mother (who is also running away) by my side. Kinda sounds like fun in my book.

And should I choose not to run away, I'll spend my time gazing at serene scenes such as this.

Or marvel at the divine delicate deeds of nature in the springtime.

Or ponder the metaphor that 'grad school is like a bunch of tulips popping out of the cold winter ground'. They push and they grow and they work hard long before any of their magnificent colors are revealed.

And at the end of the day, if I had any question remaining about why we do all that we do to keep this ship afloat, all I need to do is come right back to this here bloggy blog and take a gander at this pic. Then I'll know. 

But I still might cry.

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This song is so ridiculously good. I could listen to it back to back to back. It keeps me dancing and smiling instead of crying at random times throughout the day.

Jack Johnson - Badfish/Boss DJ