Finals always suck and some sort of problem always has to arise. Mostly having to do with banks and money in various forms (I "lost" hundreds of dollars last spring for a short while, and it wasn't my fault). It's not like I have enough stress already, right?
But to cheer me up I just read this: I do like this poem. Very nice Chris!
and what's not to look forward to when spring break is just around the corner, even if plans of adventures in Zion haven't worked out. There's so much on my todo list. And yet, all I want to do is hike and relax and sleep and stare at the stars.