I have a lot of time to think about things while I drive to and from campus. And when I have too much time to think, I get ideas.

So I have two ideas for novels, and no time at all to write them. This is probably the complaint of a lot of writers, and I don’t want to be one of those writers who just laments never having time, and never making the time. I won’t leave the ideas for dead. NOPE.

Then I guess more importantly, I have to come up with a project for my last year of school–the dreaded P4 project. I actually have a lot to work with here, even though all of my pharmacy student career I’ve been dreading this thing. I like reading and interpreting research, but actually designing and conducting it makes me fall asleep. BUT. I definitely want to work with veterans and mental health and, well, drugs. So we’ll see what comes up as this year progresses–I have to decide … well, soon.

Then there’s books. I want to read books for fun like a normal human being. I still haven’t finished this book and I’m borrowing this book and literally two years ago I started this book and never finished it. Not to mention I kind of want to reread Harry Potter from start to finish.

Instead this is my weekend after clusters because reading books and writing novels far exceeds my brain capacity. Plus I probably have work to do, I just haven’t had the heart to look yet.