It’s been a week now since I started college and I thought I would be overflowing with words to write. Instead, I am still basking in the newness of the experience while stumbling through a new routine.

It’s difficult to predict what the rhythm of the days and weeks will be when such a new activity is added. It’s not just about my time at school but also the time that is devoted to school when I am at home.

I am more than muddling through. Even though I feel like I am still chasing time, I am enjoying stretching my thoughts, igniting my creativity, and practicing skills I assumed were lost forever.

Even math, which I feared coming into this semester, has proved to be stimulating and interesting. The biggest obstacle with that class has been adjusting to a completely online learning format. I am working through it though.

I am hoping that this coming week will offer more of a routine to me. I am ready to settle into the flow of work and play, of mundane tasks and exciting projects, of our natural rhythm and deadlines. I hope that the abundance of words I expected will show up. I want to write about this new chapter in my life; I want to capture the details. For now, though, I am happy to just be present in it.