A Heart That's Fallen Away

It truly is invigorating to hear the rapid clacking of my keyboard once again. Music playing in the background, my thoughts simple and free-flowing; I feel content.

I will admit some anxiousness though. I want my baby to be here with me. He'll be here soon enough though, I suppose I can wait.

For some reason, I don't feel like being symbolic or poetic tonight. My brain is tired. I set up my schedule through November for my practicums, my work nights, my visits home, and my campus activities. I firmly believe lesson plans will be my forte once I become a teacher. It's so crazy. I'm actually in process of earning my degree. I'm actually on my way to being an "adult."

And all the while, that butterfly's still flitting nearby, and I'm still amazed by it's beauty.