I suddenly realized today that not only is my school year about to end, but so is the school year for all of the children in my apartment complex. Children playing out-of-doors, all summer long. As I try to sleep. Eff.

A productive weekend- got the logic portfolio (or at least the first full version) out of my hair, had a lunch date yesterday with Heather. So why do I feel like I let the weekend slide by?

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I need to make a concerted effort to quit questioning why things are happening; I need to make a very concerted effort to quit expecting everything to fail.

Things are going very good right now, and all I can do is keep poking and prodding to see where the faults might be. It's not a good trait, and I don't think she's too amused to see me be so paranoid about things.

I need to learn to trust my intuition. It's rarely been wrong, yet I always try to second-guess it. My intuition says I can trust her, and I can let go of a lot of my baggage and just enjoy this... but it's so hard to believe it. It seems too good to be true.