I was awakened by the alarm this morning. That almost never happens to me unless I haven't gotten enough sleep or . . . well, there really isn't any other reason. But, the fact is, I did get enough sleep. I think I was just unconsciously reticient about going to work today. I'm so bored with my job, my MFA studies, and life in Chicago in general. I had a pleasant enough weekend. Did the usual things (worked out, saw friends, etc.) but it's the mediocrity of it all that makes life seems so dull. Truth is, I don't even feel like writing this entry right now but at the same time, I feel like I have an obligation to keep it up. Just like I have an obligation to go to work and to keep up with my studies and to keep livin life until it feels worth it again. Don't worry! This isn't the woe of a severly depressed person. Or, maybe it is but don't worry too much about me nonetheless. If I can just get through to May, I'll be getting out of here for a week and completing my final semester at the same time. Can't wait! HURRY!