Rain is lovely

I know that I mentioned this before, but I love the rain. Even this neverending, tropical rain that rains ceasely in different patterns of rain. I know that with this type of rain crops are being destroyed, jobs ruined, houses flooded and maybe, not that I have heard of any, lives lost. Does that make be feel guilty for indulging in my love for rain? Nope, not one bit. I should be looking for a job, but alas, the rain is cool and makes me sleepy. I have spent my weekend at home, enjoying the poetry in the rain. I have down all the indoors things: read a book, write a peom, think deep internal thoughts, cooked, gone through my stuff (I am still not done unpacking), and I dream. The days have been long dreamy days. Dreams that help me plan.

This is my plan. Not that you need to know it, nor do I need to make it public. This is strictly for conversation. I plan to teach one more year at Rose Glen. My little private school has been a year long escape similar to the week's rain. It has to come to an end. This time next year it will. After that I want to go back to study. I am not sure if I am going to redo my practical or if I am going to forge ahead without it. I want to go somewhere to study though. I have been looking into a few universities aboard. Melvin, my friend who I fling things on, thinks I should go the US. Maybe.... maybe not. So this year in my spare time I am going ot look in to universities aboard. I don't want to go to UB nor Galen. I know I am stubborn. So many people told me that I should go there part time. I was even offered a scholarship. Stubborn indeed but I have to find a place to study that I can connect with. I went to Sacred Heart sort of as a desparate act. I wanted to study but I felt I had no other options. I enjoyed my time there and I made myself connect but I would rather I connected from the beginning.

I just might end up being a poor, broke woman with so much debt that I will spend the rest of my life paying them off... but at least I will write peotry (or even learn to paint, like I always wanted to).