it's trez chod isn't it

i like mail. especially when the mail is in the form of tool tickets.

i have an essay due next friday. i have a final exam on august 8th. i have to register for classes on the 11th. i have several chapters to read. i have many days of work left. i have to clean my room. i have to do laundry. i have to put gas in the truck. i have to go through my shit and decide what im taknig back to vancouver. i have to look through my shit and decide what i'm donating. i have to take my sister to the airport on sunday morning. i have to say bye to julia soon. i have to get MA applications from five places. i have to take care of a dog for a week. i have to mow the lawn. i have to go to a provincial cartography place and get county maps. i have to finish the summer. i have to finish four months of undergrad. i have to send out MA applications. i have to make friends with my profs. i have to find a real job. i have to find an apartment. i have to mail postcards. i have to mail letters. i have to find boxes. i have to close them up and hide them away with all the things i dont want to see right now. i have to go on, go forward, move ahead. i have to go. go. go.

a world of 'have to's' is synonomous with a world of 'have i's?' have i forgotten anything? have i made sure of everything? have i done everything? have i charged my batteries and cleaned my lenses? have i prepared enough? have i realized enough? have i made them proud? have i proved myself?

in a world of 'have to's' and 'have i's?' dont forget to ask yourself...

have you...

had any fun?

yes.

have you...

told yourself to keep going?

yes.

have you...

wondered about the future but never worried?

yes.

good.

it's trez chod isn't it