class is out of session...

as i walked home from work tonight, it dawned on me that my life has lacked a specific type of pressure for about a month now... homework is a foreign word to me... no longer do i slave over readings or writings, unless they're ones taken on out of pure pleasure... no longer do i fill my agenda with assignment due dates and test times -- in fact, i don't even have an agenda anymore... actually, that part kind of scares me... everyone knows the bond i always had with my agenda...

everything in my life right now can be left behind... at the office, at the restaurant... i'm not carrying my day into my night anymore... my evenings are exactly that: mine... and although i don't necessarily miss the 2500 word essay writing sessions or chapters of studying, i can't say it doesn't feel weird...

when asked if i'll ever go back to school again, my answer always comes out so quickly: "no"... but really, who knows... right now i can't imagine plunking myself down to even pick courses, but being in school comes with a lifestyle that you take for granted... it surrounds you with all of these people and change and opportunities... although my life hasn't exactly been stale and uneventful of late, i miss the social and the studies of higher education sometimes...

so, maybe i'll change my answer... to "maybe"...