This is my free-write, which was due two days ago. It's late, I know, but it gave me a topic to write about. Punctuality. I am enrolled in 4 classes this semester and two of them are on line. Three weeks into the semester and I have not established a routine yet. Not good. I abhor tardiness, almost as much as dishonesty, which I absolutely loathe. Without establishing a routine, I am finding myself further and further behind. Work doesn't help, though. I am free to work any schedule I want and have fallen into a routine, though not an excuse, of sleeping in and going in late. It's bleeding over into all my activities now and I feel a sense of doom overshadowing me, almost as if my laziness is going to swallow my life and leave me in bed under a pile of warm, cozy blankets.
Wow, now that I think of it, that warm bed seems mighty inviting. Anyone that knows the temperature today won't blame me.
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