Maybe it has to do with the hours I efficiently spent in the library yesterday.
Maybe it has to do with the fact that I spent my entire 8:00 am class eating candy at watching a movie.
Maybe it has to do with the uncharacteristic 8 hours of sleep I have gotten the past couple nights.
Maybe it has to do with the pumpkin-carving, glass-bottom-bottomed-boat-riding, ice-cream-eating weekend that I had.
Maybe it has to do with the fact that my Humanities class is cancelled again.
Whatever the reason, I am not particularly distraught by the fact that my bathroom is currently in a state of affairs resembling that of the Northeast of America. Apparently, a clogged shower can produce a similar effect to that of a tropical storm. Too bad the FEMA seems unconcerned. Sarah and I will be evacuating to the safety of the Malibu Beaches later this afternoon.
I know that stressful deadlines, crisis, financial questions, life decisions, and tests are in store for me, but right now I think I am just going to enjoy this breather, enjoy this Jamba Juice (that I was able to acquire, due to the convenience of a campus JJ. Be jealous), and thank God for the trials and the breathers. Hopefully, I will have the foundation I need when the spiritual floods come.