This week has been all about the writing. After getting over the hurdle of my first History paper, and treading water by preparing myself just enough for my classes (readings...). I was so stressed out last week about the pending deadlines that I seem to have psycho-somatically hurt my back. I'm sleeping on the floor to fix/straighten my back. Long hours hunched over my tiny laptop have done their damage. Rediscovered my love for writing once I could focus on writing the Philosophy assignment. Now I'm worried that I'm writing two papers, not one (it's currently 1000 words over the limit).
This week I've found myself using Trello less and less as I go through my days. This is more on account of being overburdened with activity than with not needing or wanting to. The fact that I am posting this two days late is testament to my 'busy-ness'. Thankfully, there was still time for a beer with Comitas.