i had a dream last night..
that instead of going to otr to serve for years after grad school..
i left last semester..
and it felt perfectly normal..
i remember that i didnt see my butterbean before leaving..
i think the quanch was still there.
i remember when we got there...
oh there was another sister [from jca] there with me...
i had no job, wasn't taking classes...and i panicked inwardly...
then as we dropped the quanch at his place and made the treck to our own
i decided that i'd take classes...maybe 1 or 2
and work...at that coffee shop downtown...
coffee emporium or something like that..
i woke up....kinda excited.
i feel no need to rush.
but...im excited.