At Ease

After Barcelona, I still had a free week to kill. So I did what I do best, and headed to Belgium. It's exam season, so everyone was cramming, but we still managed to fit in a few cafes, trips to the carnival, frozen pizzas and most importantly: Duvels.
Hanging around the library while friends rushed to write papers & read books made me realize how much I miss school. I even missed finals, somehow. Something about the deadlined pressure to cram your brain with knowledge. It's not very poetic. But there's something exciting about it. Do I actually miss stress? Maybe. My life's pretty kick-back lately. I know I'm working towards fluency in French. But I guess I want something bigger and more definitive as well. Something with a real time-line. I'm not quite sure how to go about making that happen. But it's nagging at me.
We'll see.