I had insomnia early this morning and got up to watch the sunrise. We are pet-sitting in this place across town where the view of the mountains is amazing. I ate Panda Puffs from a bowl with blue and white Asian designs on it.

My mind is so full with the new adventure of graduate school. There's excitement mixed with stress and all the questions about whether I'm doing the right thing. Already, I met a new friend at the orientation. I'll call her Sara here. Sara and her boyfriend moved here from a small town in Illinois. She wanted to go to an author reading at a local bookstore. We had fun and I was left feeling inspired to write fiction and poetry again. But then I wonder how I'll have time for writing or dance or work or anything else with graduate school underway soon. I think I'm nervous about the transition and trying to balance everything. It's not like all the little responsibilities go away just because I'm in school either. There are bills to pay, home and car upkeep, appointments to keep. Always something.

When I was younger I used to give up at the first sign of stress, so I never completed my studies in Psychology. I jumped around with various majors (mostly artsy stuff) until I had enough credits to graduate. I want to finish what I've begun this time. But I still want time for creative stuff.