Somedays I’m really okay that I’m not in school right now.  Days like when I’m rolling around town with Sarah1 and the nieces, days like yesterday when I have the whole family over to my house to hang out for July 4th.  

Then, some days, I’m still really sad.  On those days I always tell myself it’s okay, I’ve just been delayed a year.  Sadness sometimes listens to rationale.  

But then there are other days.  Days when the sadness demands to be heard, days when the sadness is so real and unreasonable that it sits in my living room and demands to be paid attention to.  Today is one of those days.  This morning the sadness met me in my bed, sneaking up on me when I wasn’t even expecting it.  I’ll entertain it for today, giving it the attention it’s been demanding, all the while I’ll be secretly formulating a plan, a new strategy of attack, so that I can allude it again tomorrow.