Kid is legitimate

I love this article. The way the writer discipled his child. when they were both younger and they road in bike lanes and traffic together.

"We taught him the rules of the road. And as he got older, we started getting him to take the lead as we rode. In grade 6 he started the short commute to his elementary school by himself."

wonderful. i hope to have that kind of relationship with a child of mine. teaching conservation, healthy living, independence, and fun. yeah, commuting is tons of fun. no joke.
but i think after the end of the article in the author bio, their relationship is very clear. loving.

"His 14 year old son Andy is in grade 8, plays a wicked fiddle and sometimes performs with his father’s band."

I hope my son is confident and instructed enough at ten to ride to school alone.
Well, it's something to strive for.

it's gonna have to start making sense soon

I'm at the lowest i've been in a long time. I'm scared about not being able to finish school or not being able to do tasks at work.

Still trying to figure out how this whole eating thing is connected to stress and anxiety. Something that has been talked about in my therapy session at length many times. Answer: It just is. they're just connected. Presumably, something happened a long time ago and my brain connected body-image to self-worth. so it goes, when the world doesn't work out the way I want it to I can feel better about myself for losing weight.

I feel like I've been at this place before. Having the same thoughts circling my head. "I want to focus in classes, but i don't feel like eating enough for the energy"
"Maybe this could be fixed with fewer pounds"

It's gonna have to start making sense soon.

Oh, the horror and excitement of the deadline.

Strange, it's almost midterm and my first assignment is due tomorrow. At least I've had enough time for research.

I'm realizing now that I'm quite methodical beginning my writing process. I like my space clean, which can be an adventure by itself. I need music to get pumped up. Incense. And most recently, do some pre-writing before the real thing. That could technically be the outline and rough draft -- had I a rough draft. So, this time I'll be going off my outline, which is complete enough.

Four to six pages isn't much. I think if I just stare at the monitor I can get two. So that leaves me and my brain to write about three pages in twenty-four hours. I think this is possible. possibly. And then when I come home from class tomorrow and the weight of one deadline has been lifted I will finally enjoy my white russian truffle.

I just have to think about a theme. OK, got it. Now i need to start with something good. A quote, yes, and better if it's an infinitive, even better. OK now I'm getting somewhere. Shit, i'm 25. This should be good then.