Sometimes, when it feels like the end is so close and there's light at the end of the tunnel, life dumps even more in my lap. "This too shall pass."
Things are getting better, work at the bux is lessening, student teaching is wonderful and my research project, well, it's getting there. I keep saying things like "things will slow down soon," or "when things aren't so busy." I am tired of telling this to people and I'm tired of not being able to do the things I want to do. "This too shall pass."
There are so many things I want to be spending my time on, so many people I want to spend my time with, but there just seems like there is no time. "This too shall pass."
I'm really not this negative, this is just a phase. "This too shall pass."