Late night. Getting ready for the big presentation. Funny how much work I am putting into such a little thing. The work was the largest part. Yet what good is data as a jumble of numbers? No good, actually.

I am not ready for school to start again. I don't like being tired all the time and losing the time to simply swing on the hammock or pick blueberries. Like every semester though, I am going to try and keep time for me. Just relax time or paint my nails time or walk through crunchy fallen leaves with a certain someone time. Time.

...that's all I ask. But I know it's a lot.