I thought Fall Break was going to clear my mind from everything, and I would come back to a leisurely last half of the semester. Wrong. I realized today that I have a total of eleven papers to complete in the next four weeks. And I need to attend nine concerts. And memorize my concert for entrance into upper division vocal training. And accompany six instrumentalists in their juries. And still go to work. And still sleep somewhere in it all.
Somehow in it all I've managed to pull of the image that I 'have it all together', in the words of a fellow student. How I ever managed that I'll never know. It's like I told my dad last night on the phone, "I just keep waking up every morning and doing what I have to do. I guess that looks like it's all under control."