One day I'll have one thing & it gets canceled. The next I'll have 4 meetings &/or classes & 1 gets added. It's really hard to feel a rhythm when there isn't one. The days when I have nothing I prefer the busy days & on the busy days, I prefer the leisurely ones. The first thing I did the first month after I left home for the first time was get arrested. My parents must have despaired. I feel like these thoughts are connected but probably I need a nap.