Fall-ish

I think I'll always be an academic at heart. Not for the obvious reasons, like how I'm brilliant or fantastically NYC Preppy or how I love to carry a stack of books around, but really just for the sense of starting over that it provides. Instead of a daily grind, I get to focus on a week. A semester. A year. It works out fabulously for my goal-oriented little self. Along with being an academic at heart, I'm also completely NOT enthralled with the monotonous. I am the most uncommitted person ever. Or, maybe I'm the most committed person ever, because I set goals, reach them entirely too fast, and then need something else. It may sound like a gift, but it's not. It makes for an anxious, antsy, seemingly flighty girl. I'm cursed.

If I could be completely honest, I'm scared to death about school. I'm scared that I'll hate it, and I'll have committed to another degree that I really could care less about. RIght now it seems like the right thing to do, and I know I'm so blessed to have gotten the GA position so that I can take some time to really figure out my life. But honestly--public administration?? Who DOES that? Policy analysis, personnel management. Good Lord.

Enough of the freakout. I'm still excited about a schedule. And school signifies fall for me. UGGs. Hoodies. Running without having a heat stroke.

I'd say sweatpants too, but I do enough of that already in the icebox that I call my apartment. I can't help that I like it like that.