Diet Coke in the Midst of Trouble

It has gotten to the point this year where I can no longer tell the days apart from one another.  This past weekend felt like an entire week and I have absolutely no recollection whatsoever of attending my classes this morning (however, my notes prove that I was in attendance).  I keep looking at my calendar at everything that I have to do in the coming weeks and it makes me want to curl up into a little ball.

My body hurts, my mind is sore, and my spirit is hanging on very gingerly.  I'm tired.  It is midterm time and it is taking itself out on me.  I can feel it.  It is palpable.  I'm doing my best to roll with the punches.




That being said, I am nothing short of thankful for the things that I still can look forward to.

My Oxford life is so exciting, my Mom's birthday is coming up, the mid-westerner is having a great week, and my best friends at home love me.  Deep down I know that I am happy.  It is just surface-level me that needs a breath of fresh air.

So tonight I celebrated myself.  With only a few things due for tomorrow, I relaxed.  I curled up in a blanket, laughed with my friends, watched my favorite shows, and savored every drop of the most precious thing in my life:

It's good to know that even when the world is raining down, Diet Coke will always be there to cheer me up.