Pursuing Calefaction

Since leaving the clinic in mid-October, I have been left without a regular schedule. My classes are in the evenings, and with the wedding I had no shortage of things to pester me at all hours. But as the semester comes to a close, I find myself languishing in the apartment. This is a bad combination with a tendency to be interrupt-driven. Without forward momentum, the inertia builds and I will increasingly sabotage my chances to move into professional education. I need a routine–I need a job.

Time to shake off the funk, get my shit together, and get busy living again. Today is the day to not give in to the monster in my head.