I think that the mature little girl that I was in 2000-2002 has come back. I've become such an introvert. Not that I was an extrovert before, but I think I'm experiencing some period now when I just really need my inner peace. I don't know whether that means that that inner peace is very fragile (I don't think so), or that I'm really enjoying that inner peace, but I'm slightly confused anyway.
There are many other things on my mind right now, and I'm in some weird mental state--by which I definitely do
not mean that I'm drunk or anything. This isn't to say that I'm unhappy. In fact, I still think I've learned to be more in control of myself, and that by itself makes me happy. I can't deny that now that the school year started, I'm horrifyingly overwhelmed with work, and you can imagine how some of my ambitious plans about working out 5 times a week fail, but I have trust in myself, and I believe that once I get used to my 4.5 very time-consuming classes (all either reading-intensive or writing-intensive... or both), I'll be fine and I'll have my rhythm back. And I'll try to get back on track this coming week. I will not let all this work kill me, or turn me into a zombie as it's been trying to do.
Certain people are making me very happy, and things are going much better than I expected. As I think about these people (the plural really should be singular), I think about certain episodes from the summer and how I felt, and how I felt that he felt... and it's so interesting how
remembering things can give you comfort. Maybe it has to do with the ability to stop
craving and to actually have some moderation when craving isn't going to get me anywhere.
On a different note, if nothing goes wrong, I'm going to the Grace Hopper Conference in San Diego in early October... needless to say, I'm pretty happy about that too :)