Today was good. I'm loving learning, even if it's not something that I normally would enjoy. I'm currently reading a book on absurdist theatre. I'm finding joy in listening to kirtans which I think are loosely translated as Hindu hymns.

I'm pretty homesick, but I usually get this way about now. I think that I'll be able to make it.

It's always a pleasure to get a compliment. Especially from someone who is considered an authority.

I've been having weird thoughts. Like: Why is it so easy to write when I am angry, but when I am happy I don't find the words flowing so quickly. Is anger based in the left-brain and joy based in the right-brain?

You see, things like that have been popping up in my head.

So, I try to accept responsibility for my actions, and I try to accept responsibility in life.

Time to be responsible.