I should be asleep by now, but I’m wired. That is what always happens when I have something “big” going on the next day. If I am going on a trip, I worry that I don’t have everything packed. I end up staying up all night, worrying about the things I am leaving behind. (I frequently have to remind myself that no matter where I go, I will be able to get anything I might need. It doesn’t normally help.) So tomorrow is the first day back to school. It will be a long day, and I’m worried because I don’t have a lunch box to take my lunch in. I thought we had a spare lunch bag, but it is icky inside. I tried to find one at Wal-Mart today to buy, but no luck. I guess I’ll have to try Target or somewhere else later this week. Tomorrow I’ll just tote my sandwich and stuff in an ugly plastic bag.
I start the day off with my Photography I class. I’m excited about shooting with film again and getting back into the darkroom for the first time in almost 20 years. (The darkroom part, not the film part.) I’m sure I will do fine, yet I’m really nervous that I won’t be good enough. I’m looking forward to having photo assignments, but I’m worried that I won’t have the skills I need to take the great shots I want to take. Plus I’m worried that I’ll be 15-18 years older than most of my classmates and that no one will like me. I know I’ll get over that right away, because it hasn’t been a problem so far – other than me wanting to smack the snot off of some dumb kid’s face in my Biology class last semester, I got along with everyone just fine.
Biology II is in the afternoon, and I’m not really worried about that at all. It will be a bit of a transition since I took Biology I at the other campus and used a different book, but otherwise it should be fine.
I shouldn’t be awake right now. 6 am is going to hit me hard tomorrow morning. I can do this. I can go to sleep. It is all going to be ok. I will be dressed when I go to school, and it will be alright. (I don’t normally have dreams like that, but I’m preparing myself just in case.) I know where to go, where to park, where my classroom is at. All I need to do is sleep. Sounds easy, right? If only I wasn’t so wired…