Anxiety in the heart causes depression, but a good word makes it glad.
…but it was just dog doo. – Ian’s sweet love poem to me.
I’m not sure what it is – possibly just jet lag – but I’ve felt lethargic a great deal recently: lack of academic motivation, motivation to do much besides sleep. Though today we got up nice and early, I studied some, we went to church, walked back through the early St. Patrick’s Day parade crowds, attempted to study more, and at 5:00 I began making spaghetti dinner for Ian and Luke. The food turned out well, a nice balanced meal even including (against Ian’s wishes) some nice vegetables. We did much-needed laundry as well, squeezed in a Star Trek episode and fried ice cream at Tortilla Sam’s, and here I am ready to drop dead from exhaustion.