Hang Me, Oh Hang Me

It's been a long winter quarter, and a dry season at that. Usually around this time the rain comes by to revitalize life all around, but not this year. School has been feeling tedious, and I'll have to admit that I've let it get the better of me. I am not too thrilled to say that I could have applied myself so much better this quarter. I only started to pick up the pace later on in the quarter. Better late than never, right? Hopefully I wasn't too late to turn things around. I can assure myself that this will probably be the last quarter I ever do as poorly as this one.

With the longest drought in years, the hills have looked less than lively for the longest time. A short period of rain a couple weeks ago amazingly enough just revitalized everything. The hills that I drove by every day and used to run have started to green again, and it just brings such a heart-warming sensation to me. I can't wait to get back up and running through those hills.

My spring break has finally arrived. I've decided that like those dry and bare boned hills, I use this season to reinvent myself and find another kind of green. I've got plans, and you can bet that I'm out to fulfill them.

It's nice to settle down, take some time to myself. I've been hoping that I can take some time out to read for the sheer pleasure of it, so I went ahead and bought this book by Edward O. Wilson, Letters To a Young Scientist. I'm seeking out some new inspiration for my pursuits in the sciences, and I see that the first-hand perspective of one would be a great start.

It's also due time I picked up my guitar and returned to my love of playing. I'd love to get into more theory based subject, but I'm better off just practicing again for now. One of these days I'm just going to go on a musical retreat. Just the idea of spending a whole day just flexing some creativity muscle sounds perfect. I've been having a lot of inspiration in my writing lately, I've missed it.