Summer has gone pretty well so far. It’s almost over. I went on a two and a half day trip to Las Vegas. Then we headed north to Northern California. Carmel was one of the stops on the way and was a beautiful little town, the walk uphill to the stores is a bit steep but it’s definitely worth it. Still, horrid food in Monterey, it was hard to tell which was fish or chicken… it tasted that much the same.

San Francisco was very busy but the crepe place was excellent and I liked walking up and down the pier. The ride in the horse drawn carriage was a first. I can’t recall another experience like it, just a moment to unwind during a busy vacation where it was go go go. The Napa Valley was also beautiful and there was much wine! I gave my wine tasting pass to my brother (yes, he’s legally able to drink).

I finally got the Short Stories workshop. I’m rather nervous because I haven’t written a real short story in a long time. Two classes and my BA is mine. Part of me wonders if I’ll fail at the last moment. It hasn’t happened yet but it could and there’s this childish feeling that I’ll jinx myself by saying I’ll graduate in December and that’s that.

I’m still wondering how I got here, one semester away from graduation. It doesn’t seem I put that much effort into it… despite all the anxious finals and the mental health issues that got worst during times of great academic stress. Do I deserve this?

The tentative answer is: yes.