My biggest up of the day was very literally up, as I visited the top of the Atmospheric Sciences building. It was wonderful.
My down was that I am inspired. That might not seem so terrible but I can't get anything academic done, all I want to do is write write write write write. And so I write phrases and sentences and plots in my head during class, rather than paying attention. And I come home and want to write rather than eat or sleep or do homework. And it is unfortunate that inspiration always strikes when I have the least time for it; perhaps this is part of how all artists must suffer for their work. (Of course, I'm not actually an artist, and I can only write rather silly stories and bad prose, but I can be stressed and unhappy perfectly well).
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