Ever had one of those weeks in life where it is constant giving on your part? It has been the story of my life for a few weeks now and if there is ever a question of how much more there is to give, my current state of being will be a good indication.
Lying in bed with taut shoulders and furrowed brows bothers me. And it bothers me more that it is not fixed by an hour at the gym? Roar! The gym is meant to solve everything. It does indicates so on the membership fee slip.
To be truthful, my sleeping hours are due to the generosity of pills and that is a bad thing. But sleep is a good thing. So I suppose it should work out in the long run.
So. To keep things from becoming depressive, I shall share some good news.
Good News 1:
Since the start of the PhD, my school fees have been paid by a willing party; but it weighs heavy on my heart. Known sacrifices by other people often does that to me. It is a mixture of obligation and embarrassment that does me in usually. This past week is home to the good news that the scholarship for my fees has been finally awarded and I am no longer the student that depends. Hah, I am now the independent one. Take that!
Good News 2:
Since the start of the year, I am a member of the University Gym. I paid some good money to be able to call myself that. And although I don’t use the facilities as often as I should, I have to say that it is well worth it. Recently, the college managed to secure a collective membership and thus and therefore, my paid membership will be refunded. While it is still too premature to say if I am getting a full refund or a partial refund, I guess getting money back in your pocket when you have already put it out for grabs is always a good thing. Feels like a lottery moment, even if it is not a lottery’s worth.
Just two in a sea of many. Life hasn't totally forgotten about me.
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