I'm sitting in a local coffee shop, taking in whatever sensory input I can aside from hearing, as I'm waring headphones. Garrison Keillor, one of my idols, has written in coffee shops, so I figured I'd give it a try. It has been quite a while since I have post here, and it was on a particularly angst-y sort of evening. Aside from two upcoming exams tomorrow, I actually feel relaxed at the moment. 

 My mind now goes to the upcoming challenge I have which is finding a full-time job next year. I graduate wuth my B.A. in Communication in December, and I honestly hope to secure full-time work at a public radio operation in 2010 if my current work circumstances do not change. At 22, I'm still dependent on my parents, as I live with them and do not yet have a car. My life has a pattern of not changing very quickly. I've concentrated on my studies for the past four years, and I have the work to show for it.

 The problem is that I have been in a school-induced stupor since 2006, and I want to live now. I cannot tell if it is "senioritus" or if it simply my growing up. I only wonder why I feel this at 22, and why I did not feel it earlier. My life is on an apparent delay, and I don't understand why.

No matter what I may want, I now need to do some homework.