Vacations.

I used to think vacations were stupid as a kid. I hated packing up things to leave my room that I loved to hide out in, just to find a temporary place to stay so we could have "fun". Don't get me wrong, though, once we actually got there, I did have some fun, especially when vacations consisted of Disneyland and beaches, but as I got into the teenage years, they weren't so fun anymore. They weren't as exciting, and the word vacation became more of a stressor.

This is no longer true.

If I hadn't had my little escape for the few days I did a week ago, I think I would have been in tears most of this week. Vacations are a godsend. Not only did it relieve past stress that I was experiencing, but it cleared my head enough to help me relax and take on new stressors from life that I am now facing.

School is starting up again soon! August 21st is the official start date, but I think I don't actually have classes on that day. I'm still really excited. I'm excited that I'm almost finished and that I'll have a lot of learning to do again. Except this time, I'll actually be learning things that are more relevant to my career. Cory's taking classes, too. I helped him sign up for more yesterday and figure out his school schedule so it won't interfere with work. I finally have my schedule all figured out, too. It took me a lot of switching around, but I now figured out a good schedule that will fit me a little better. Tuesdays and Thursdays have always seemed like the days for me, I should have remembered that when I was signing up for classes earlier this month.

I feel as though I could write a novel about the things I think about in my head. I have so many problems I want to fix, and things I want to admire. There's just not enough time to remember, and not enough words to explain. Isn't that frustrating? I wonder how great novelists could collect themselves enough to get all those thoughts together and create something so great and timeless. I feel like half the time, at least lately, I'm wondering what my next step is and figuring it out thirty seconds before I need to. That's not really how I am, or how I've ever been, it's just how things have been working out lately.

I'm the person who has everything planned out, and makes sure everything goes according to that plan.

I'm the person who is freaking out on the inside when something little goes wrong.

I think what I need is another vacation sometime soon, at least before school starts. And maybe it's one that I should take on my own, so I can just get away and miss what I have. So I can come to a better realization that what I have here holds a special part in my heart.

That, and vacations get rid of stress.