massage and mocha
I got a massage and then went to see an old professor today, driving all the way to Kalamazoo to have a cup o'mocha in a little ceramic mug while she drank tea. I basically blubbered at her all my worries and ideas for grad school, the application and the research I want to do next semester. It was relieving to get it out to someone who actually could give me good, sound advice. So I am encouraged and less overwhelmed then I was just yesterday, but still the GRE looms close.