On the morrow.

I have studied well for this test. Thankfully, my class is in the afternoon. After having problems with sleeping too much before, I am having problems sleeping at all now, until I crash. I have usually been able to control this, though I was 5 minutes late for class Monday. There is nothing as horrifying as not being able to control yourself, in any fashion. This is little better than have bladder control problems. At least with that, people do understand (if they then expect you to begin wearing continence unders or something). In any case, I have usually been able to wake and get going in time for class. I am actually looking forward to this test, sort of. I am hoping to truly ace a test. It is all derivative of at least double variable functions and various uses of these which we will be tested upon, and, I think, my last chance to nail test down. Double (and more) integrals are next, and they look a bit hairier. I think I will be able to do them, and well, though I am dubious about acing the test on those. And, with the final, well... acing would be beautiful, but highly unlikely.

I have been spending days prepping for this test. My study partner has been great. He is a good guy, if definitely to my left by miles. He has a good mind, work ethic, and is quite companionable. Even debating politics is usually tit-for-tat. Tonight we both got a bit worked up. I am hoping it is the just the stress and fear that these sorts of tests generate. Being two bearish males, under stress, and both tired, it happens. He works a full time job and is taking 3 engineering courses, while being married with one adult child living with them. I am not sure how he does it, but if there were a way, I would lend him some of my sleeping hours. Lord knows, I need to be awake more, and would love to be awake more. If nothing else, just to crack into the physics. Worthy study partners are rare, from my experience. Actually, I had hoped I would be able to heavy up on physics enough to lighten his load, not to mention bone up on the subject, but it just is not going to happen. I am barely dragging myself to school and to study with him, sleeping or awake but exhausted the rest of my days.

Well heck, at least I really enjoy the course. Our teacher is super. He can be tricky, he is not easy, but he is available, straight-up with his expectations, and a very good guide through this material, if one pays attention. The little two year college I attend has really made a positive impression on me. Should the world not destroy itself while I am out healing, it is on the menu for my return.

The world is a whisper,
shouted in my ear.

It hurts beautifully.
It mends with a scar.

I find myself wrapped in it’s time.
In it’s space, I share a place.

It has a function that is me.
I use it for that reason.

In time,
I hope to see more.