Or maybe I am...

I am dying. Not the literal dying, but an inner dying. My master's program is kicking my trash. I don't see my family. I'm not enjoying my summer vacation. I'm not going on bike rides or long walks with Noelle. I'm not planning a camping trip. I'm hiding in my house trying to get it all done. Only one more month to go and in that month I have six papers and five presentations. YIKES!! One day, I'll be back for real. I promise. :(