The train that won’t stop

Hello my friends,

I just came back from my work with the elderly, went by the university to print a paper that is due tomorrow, took a shower and finally sat down. Now, I am allowing myself to take the time to eat an orange and write a short story about my life, all for you.

I started the third last week of this first semester, which means a ridiculous amount of assignment to do. I feel like I am on a train that doesn’t stop. And this train goes fast! Now and then I get a glimpse of something beautiful on the way, but I am going to fast to make out the contours, to see what it is. I keep telling myself I will go back later to figure it out exactly. For now, I have to keep going. I have to keep up. During the week I am away from home all day, either in university, working with the elderly or with my adolescents and travelling back and forth between the three. When I get home in the evening I do the one and only thing that keeps me sane and that is cooking myself a delicious meal. After eating that I go prepare my sessions and classes, write papers, evaluate sessions and read as much as I can. I go to bed feeling like my head is going to explode, but before I reach my pillow I am out and drifting of to dreamland. Not rarely I get visits from clients in my dreams. But I also meet the people from home, the people I miss so much.In the weekends I catch up with all the work I did not manage to do during the week. This takes up all my time lately and I have never felt closer to my computer than I do now. He is my only friend.

But I am not sad, because I know that in three weeks I have three weeks of nothing. Time to look back on everything I passed by so fast. Time to realize where I am and what I am doing. Time to chill out. Time to read what I want to read instead of what I have to read. And hopefully time to make friends.

And with eating the last peace of orange this story ends. And the train will start rolling again. I just want to say: I hope I am not disappointing anyone in not keeping up the contact. I really try to and you can be sure that I think of you. I miss you all a lot. Especially since I do not seem able to find time to make new friends. Know you can email me, skype me, or even send me a letter anytime. I will pull the emergency brake for you guys anytime.