I never want laziness to determine my location.
There's a difference between time management and not wanting to take the time to do something.
With one decision about where to spend my hour between classes not only did I come to a conclusion about the "looming future" as the so named folder on my desktop waits for me to make other decisions, but also, in that exact moment, I realized a fear that I had been allowing to take root.
A fear that I will settle for less than what I desire and what I think I can achieve in life.
(it's like a band-aid, ouch).
There I stood at the steps of Park Hall trying to determine if going downtown for an hour was worth it because I really enjoy being downtown or if it's better to just wait it out in the building I loathe. I began to walk up the stairs to Park (the building I loathe) and stopped far more abruptly than I thought and realized... I was disguising a regard for better managing my time for laziness to go to a place I actually want to be in. Thus I turned around and walked immediately to the "tombstones" outside the SLC. phew.
On a different note: I'm happy to report that our toilet bowls will have blue water. Woooo hooo! And I pose the question to the "International Delight" creamer manufacturers, Hello? did you forget about October pumpkin spice creamer?
keeping my head above water this week.