Time in a Bottle

Life is on the extremely busy side. Too many things to do all at once. Its times like these when my mind wants to go into brat mode and simply open a bottle of wine and chill out in front of a movie. But I can't, mind, please except your present overwhelming, maximum overload busy-ness. In fact, please accept it for the next two years. I promise to overindulge in drink, food, and other human weaknesses within the interludes of time I have. Please stand by.

I am starting a Master's program and today was the orientation for the program. I am very scared I am not prepared for what I have gotten into...but then I remind myself, there have been a number of situation where I have gotten myself in over my head and somehow found my way out. I can't think of a single example, but I am going to go on blind faith that this has in fact happened. My bratty mind has just interjected Mars and the belief I had until a few days ago that it was getting as big as the moon...see thegroupthing.blogspot.com. So, I tell my mind to shut up, drink some wine, and watch TV! No wait...