Now Is the Time

Living life by semesters is no glorious feat.  In fact, life becomes quite compartmentalized based on one semester to the next.  Although this is not an ideal lifestyle, it is my present reality and thus I must assert that I am thankful for a new beginning, if you will, every sixteen weeks.

Assuredly, I have forgotten, and or repressed, much of last semester.  Reflection and meditation were abandoned for a continual momentum, which enabled me merely to survive.  That was a bad decision, and thus now is the time.

And it's a perfect time at that.  Not to dwell in the past, but to relish in the present.