So.

I haven't posted in a long, long time. I promise I'll post more soon. 

This semester has been seriously testing my ability to deal with bullshit. I've felt like a racing dog stuck in the mud--running too fast too hard and getting nowhere.  

I've felt, in fact, like this lovely gentleman found on the wall of J&J's basement. 

Because I take way too many photos of graffiti.

It has kind of sucked, I'm not going to lie. It's been one of the longest, hardest months of my life, and I don't mean academically. (Although that six-and-a-half hour test probably didn't help.)

But you know what? 

It's getting better. It really is. 

I'm working less, doing more. Breathing more. Making more friends. Talking more, I hope.

I may not post a lot here. But I'll be just fine.