ten days
November 25th, 2005
Ten days and two big courses to finish. A course portfolio to write. A history test to read to. (and then Christmas)
Stress weaves knots in my chest. Ones that don’t shift no matter how deep I try to breathe. I decided to work less and ended up doing more, because it’s not so horrible anymore. Result: better work, good grades.
“I think you should be a children’s book illustrator,” Kaisa says. “You are crazy like that.” We deem she should have been the architect, not me. I start to relax in the chaos of my life, not see the slight disorganization as a flaw to fight anymore. I think about art school. And I think about bad paying summer jobs that have nothing to do with architecture. Ten days and half a year to go.