Rain, Rain Go Away...

Today's post is titled, "Rain, Rain Go Away..."

It could also be titled "Can someone beg, borrow, or steal me some motivation..."

Or, perhaps it could simply, and aptly, be titled, "Blah, blah, blah..."

I am sitting in my fourth office—Panera—forcing myself to get my Church History 2 midterm completed. Let's be clear, the exam is in no way, shape, or form difficult. I just don't have the "stuff" in me to plow through it. I've got a case of the blues. Not really the blues, because I'm not sad about anything in particular. Really, I'm suffering more from a case of the grays.

After spending five days in the beautiful North Kakakala sunshine, I returned to NJ along with a threat of rain. Well, it seems that that threat was real because it has been raining for three days straight. Something's gotta give. Even Jesus got up after three days. Yet it seems there is another day of rain ahead of us, and so it seems I am stuck with another day of feeling downright blechy.

But I cannot afford to be held down by the blahs. I have people to see (Aloma is in NY from Hawaii this weekend), phone calls to return (I'm about two days away from being disowned by my sister and niece), work to do (CH2 midterm, Shack sermon, and tons of reading for Africana Hermeneutics), and I have art to make (Arts of Respect contest and...). So I got up early, showered, got dressed and made my way out the door. I figured being out of the house, and as far away from my bed as possible, would make for a productive day. Only time will tell. Truth is, I was ready to turn around, head back home, slip back into my PJ's and go to sleep after being on the road for 3 minutes. Even now, as I productively procrastinate—what you might call blogging—I am ready to go home and call it a day. But I am here, with the Reformation Reader staring at me, and in a way, that is all that matters...

Despite all that is looming above and ahead, all I can seem to focus on are the clouds looming above and the rain that is steadily pouring down. (Note to self: Don't sit next to a window in Panera when it is raining and you have work to do.) Sadly, this rain has also led me to break my coffee fast. Today I had my first cup of (regular) coffee since the end of last semester. I am hoping, praying, wishing that the caffeine kicks in and the midterm will be miraculously write itself using my fingers as a vessel.

So I will sit here until the work is done or until they kick me out...

whichever comes first...