That Burning Smell is Me Thinking…

I keep gravitating to math. I thought I was going to hate it, but I think the immediate gratification and certainty of it keeps drawing me back.

I came to a coffee shop to study for a Geography exam. The exam involves a lot of rote memorization, which I can be good at, but as I was studying, my mind started getting tired. I took a break and decided to do a little math. My math class involves a lot of online stuff, so I was able to log on and start. I found a certain refuge in it. I like the feedback the program gives me. I keep wanting to continue because I immediately see a progression.

I used to hate math, but now it is becoming my favorite subject. I am actually two weeks ahead and I think I am one of the best students in the class. My achievement makes me want to go further and try to get further ahead.

Math is becoming a favorite homework break.

Not too much has been going on except classes and studying. I am still settling into the new life.

This weekend I have been struggling with writing a paper on Thomas Jefferson. I finally got an outline and a few paragraphs written. I ended up watching a Ken Burns documentary about Jefferson and the writers block was still there. But after my total Thomas Jefferson immersion and several long walks, I finally have a direction for the paper.

All this for a lousy 2 page paper. I guess the writing process will get faster with time.

I finished my first week of class and it is everything I thought it would be. I am really enjoying school, I fell like I am doing something I should have done a long time ago. I am glad that I really have no other life commitments holding me back. I am able to go full time and completely concentrate on my studies.

It looks like my days as a bike mechanic are over because I injured my right hand. It may be carpal tunnel, arthritis, or tendinitis; I don’t really know, it just hurts and I am adjusting to doing fewer things with my right hand. I have to hold drinks in my left hand now because I will randomly drop things. I also switched the brake levers on my bike, so the left lever is the rear and the right is the front. If it wasn’t for ibuprofen, I would be really unhappy!

I am slowly organizing my room. Since the move, things have been shoved under the dresser and couch and randomly piled into my drawers. It got really bad this week, so I vowed to get organized this weekend. So far it is taking shape, I found a metal box to keep important stuff in and I am getting some shelves put up on the wall.

So, yeah, life sounds boring, but I am really enjoying it. Things are quieter and more orderly, the way I like them.