Even through my late night insomnia, morning comes way to early to the sound of a rather sick pepaw. Every morning I am left wondering with a sense of guilt stuck in the pit of my stomach. How can I help him? Prayer? Sure, that'll be something.At least it's something.
I am getting ready to start my last bit of financial aid to fax off to EMU. I am actually rather nervous about it. I hope I get it in on time. People keep emailing me left and right. Gosh, I hate mone and sometimes I wish that we lived in the times of Star Trek. They don't barter with anything, rather they do things to better themselves. That way everything works and there is no fight for materialistic things (blowing ships up and whatnot is people just being stupid...). My biggest fear is debt and the factor that I may be stuck in this chain of not being my own self. I know I shouldn't fear because fear is worry but I am getting better at working on it.
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