LIVEALITTLE

I need to become a real student again. Midterms, quizzes and papers are around the corner (starting Thursday). This may be the last blog entry for a while as I isolate myself from society. I need to find replacements for the sustainance I used in my first uni life... Hawaiian Punch, Cheetos, Vivarin, mom. Being a student the second time around is definitely MORE painful since I've tasted life in the blue yonder and know that life could be more stable, more relaxed and less stressful if I stayed in my settled job. But the continued encouragement has kept me excited of my prospects.
I'd been prepared to die after my Africa and Euro-jaunt in 1999 feeling I had done enough in my life to move on. But since starting this new nursing life, I've become more cautious with risks realizing I've become more fragile (in my advanced age) and determined to follow-thru in this endeavor. I wonder every day I'm here if it is the right choice and if I'm just delusional to think that this will give me life fulfillment. I'm glad at least it's given me a new appreciation for the wonderful thing that is "life" and to cherish every breath I've been able to take.