It's going well. I swear there has to be a catch. There's always a catch. Maybe this one's something different, something new. We planned to watch the Eclipse last night but the cloud changed that plan. The thought was there though, and that's something new to me.

I've spent much of this week attempting to avoid my essays. I plan to spend the weekend doing much the same. I can't understand why I can't get motivated, but I think perhaps it's just the fact that I have all this time which I could be doing nothing in. Maybe with him. Or maybe I'm just not the dazzlingly promising academic I once was. It could be either.