August, oh August, where has the year gone? I feel like I've done many things this year, but have not completed much. Has anyone else felt this way? Perhaps I am too hard on myself.
This sentiment is why, this month, I vow to diligently begin completing the task that has proven to be the most difficult: my degree. The motivation for this degree comes in waves when I'd much rather prefer that it be a constant companion; it's a timeworn fight between the eternal optimist and the eternal pessimist in me, intimidates me--the writing (a hundred or so chapter drafts later), and maybe even the completion process (it's been five-and-a-half years). But it's time.
And at the end of it all, I foresee a huge Etsy shop sale. A victory dance, if you will. Dear, dear August, just wait and see.
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