I need to do work. Where do my days go? I know I do stuff... I ride my bike, go to classes, do a wee bit of homework... I eat a lot. Oh maybe i am to hard on myself. Its just hard to tell if i am getting enough done. Maybe I ought to just relish how easy my life is at this point. I really do like it. Feeling uninspired is tough. But when I think about it I'm not really that un-inspired, I just feel like I'm going through a funk.

I certainly need to make more time to read. Reading seems to put another world in the place of my reality, but also seems to intensify reality when it relates to real life.