Interning and and out of the Cocoon

I took a week off simply because it seems as if I don't have much to say that is very interesting. This feeling started right after I got that very bad cold. When my ears plugged up, so did everything else.

I'm just now starting to feel back to normal...or maybe I think the problem is this;

Now I'm an Intern....that's a good thing. I'm almost done with my studies, I almost have a masters degree and that's with only two and a half semesters to go...so why do I feel so glum?

Because my stay in the cocoon is almost at an end..and that makes me a bit sad.

Three and half years ago I was in pretty bad shape, mending a broken heart and spirit, without a clue as to how I was going to pull my life together.

It was at that time I decided to take a four year time out, slow down, and figure out what I wanted to do with the second half of my life.

So here I am...on the other side of the decision, and my cocoon like life it coming to an end.

Soon I return back to work...

No more midday walks with the dogs, the end of surfing the net at noon, and the loss of the sense of freedom, which is that I don't have to do anything other than sit in a classroom for three hours a day or worry about anything except for the next exam....cake walk life to be sure.

I see the real world looming up ahead again...sometimes I want to embrace it and other times I want to run from it just to to return to my quiet life and continue to be wrapped up in the safety and comfort of my self created cocoon.....

I hope the journey of the Spiritual Dog is not almost over, I've loved and cherished this time...