imaginarylion

I got a letter today from the university, trying to get me to re-enrol for next year. Not bloody likely. My mother saw the letter and hinted at it a bit, but there's no way I'm ready to go back. Who knows when I will be? It's ridiculous to think that if I'd stuck at it, I'd be finished by now, though.

Lately I've been thinking that what I need to get me back into gear is a shock, or for something to happen that makes me want to do things again. Something to get me moving again. Like, if I lost my job, or something like that. Right now nothing's happening and I have no power to make things happen.

Here is a picture of me in happier days, pretending to be a turtle.