Running before I can walk...

It would be fair to say that Week 2 of this course has had me running around like a headless chicken. Despite my considering my time management skills to be good, they are now being tested to a higher level than ever before. I seem to be on a perpetual conveyor belt of work, home and study. Whereas normally Id consider myself to be constantly moving at a reasonable pace through life, somebody has  just flipped on the nitro and the days are passing by me by at a rate of knots. Therein exists no space for anything else. I feel guilt at even stopping my study to write this blog. I keep having the words from the Fresh Prince go round and round in my head "well my life got flipped, turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute and sit right here, to tell you how I became a mature student this year!" The end part is very obviously my own but it does fit. I can still hear the music, henceforth known as 'my song' as I run from one class to another, and I'm still living the dream, but it has taken a slightly more nightmarish turn at present. I'm still ahead of the current, to coin a term from my love of kayaking, I've just got to push through and not let this turn of tide capsize me x