Reading Week

Final exams are around the corner and another semester is nearly over. The business college is swarming with students in suits, running between final presentations or huddled around tables in the coffee shop. This is the first semester where I haven’t had to write a single essay—and it’s very likely to be the last as such. It’s also the first semester almost free of presentations, if you don’t count the ones I gave every other week in Chinese class. Once again, it has been the most hectic of all; the past semesters look like holidays—future ones look impossibly full.

Every night this week has been crammed ‘til midnight with assignments and projects. Tuesday was the Christmas dinner with the alumni club; after that I took the bike out at 10 pm and went for a mountain bike ride. The moon was bright and everything was snow-covered up on the mesa, making fairly fast and easy riding. I was terrified when a small herd of elk ran up behind me. I’ve never been up close to elk in the wild and these were huge and it was dark and at first I thought they were humans or mountain lions—the top two enemies in these parts. They gave me an incredible burst of speed that didn’t wear off for several miles.

Wednesday I worked a long afternoon at the store making deliveries until 7 pm. Sales are good with people buying tables and dining room furniture for the holidays. Yesterday I finished the final Chinese presentation and wrote the final computer program for CIS class. And we finished our accounting group case analysis late last night. All that’s left is waiting for final exams and snow. I wish it would snow some more.

My list of ‘things to do when I don’t have anything else to do’ is long and growing by the day. I plan on applying for a large assortment of scholarships in hopes of getting next year’s tuition and living expenses paid as they were this year. And there is all those blog posts I wrote but didn’t publish yet; I want to clean them up and post them to one of my half dozen blogs on different topics. And as long as the deep snow is on hold there are hundreds of miles of mountain bike trails in Flag and Sedona that I haven’t ridden yet. Precipitation this year in Flagstaff has only reached 8 inches; with over 300 days of sunshine and 110 inches of annual snowfall I think it’s the perfect climate.

I’ll Follow the Sun

One day you’ll look to see I’ve gone.
For tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun.
Some day you’ll know I was the one.
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun.
And now the time has come
And so my love I must go.
And though I lose a friend,
In the end you will know,
One day you’ll find that I have gone.
For tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun.
Yes, tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun.
And now the time has come
And so my love I must go.
And though I lose a friend,
In the end you will know,
One day you’ll find that I have gone.
For tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun.

McCartney/Lennon

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