I’ve applied to the Academy! I am really excited and nervous about my application. I have been obsessively checking my phone every time I hear it *ding* at me that there is new mail. I have been biting my nails—literally—and tapping my foot and pretty much employing any little nervous habit that we as Padawans have available to us before we know we are accepted as apprentices.
This is something that I don’t know if I would have necessarily pursued had it been only of my own volition, nor do I believe I would have even ever known about the opportunity. But life and fortune and love being what they are, the news has come to me, and I have jumped at it like fleas to a mangy dog.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
I’ve not only gone both feet into the pool, I’ve climbed up the high dive to take a look from the top. Now, me not really being a swimmer has seemed not to deter my desire to jump. So now I’m wondering……will my floaties be enough to keep my head above water and let me breathe?
