Happiness is the longing for repetition.

~ Milan Kundera

Over the past month I have been doing something I do not normally do... spreading myself thin, and handling it rather well. Normally, I am very hesitant to take on too much for the fear of not being able to follow through. However, I am finding joy in being able to manage the tasks and above all else, it keeps me busy and wanting to accomplish the various tasks. Sure there are hundreds of things I would rather be doing, but when I have a minute to reflect on the current moment, I am pleased with what I am doing. Though this sounds like something not that fantastic, it is for me. My time here in North Carolina has been begrudgingly arduous both personally and otherwise. Though I have often tried to create a schedule for myself, I never hold to them, but lately things have working along those lines and my planner has become a close companion. What is it about the familiar that is so comforting?