Tomorrow commences the first full week of school. In the meantime, the contrast between my weekdays – waking up at 6, working from 7:30 to 5-something, coming home, doing a handful of personal things like cooking dinner, laundry, and the like, and then winding down the day with another hour or two of work – could not be in starker contrast to my weekends – waking up incredibly late after nights out with friends, days that begin in the afternoon, irregular mealtimes, schoolwork scattered here and there throughout. It’s all leaving me a little unsettled. I love the time with friends. I could do with a little less partying but I think I’ve got one more weekend of that and then things will chill out quite a bit. I’m easily influenced by whom I hang out with – a late-nighter with the late-nighters, quite sedate with the sedate. Since I know both types, I end up feeling really lame around the first, and totally over-the-top around the second. This is not an identity crisis typical of 29 years of age! But soon there will be a schedule during the week and something a bit more like a routine for the weekends. It just takes time for the pendulum to find its swing.