Today I am back at it with classes at Northwestern. Spring break is over and the quarter is starting for me. There could potentially be a lot to grumble about this quarter; it is nothing like I had initially thought or planned. I thought I would be starting my thesis, but for a myriad of reasons (which are now all -mostly- resolved) I’m not. Instead I’m taking two classes, which I’m actually excited about. Both are electives, a literature class that focuses on author Iris Murdoch and the question of ‘Can you have good without God,’ and also a travel writing course with one of my favorite nonfiction professors. I’m glad I get a chance to take the travel writing class and wouldn’t have been able to if all my plans had fallen into place. So that is a happy thing. Both my classes are on the Evanston campus this quarter, which I simultaneously love and hate. I love it because campus is really gorgeous and it means that I get a chance to walk around the lake and enjoy some coffee before class. I hate it because I live about 20 miles south of Evanston and it is a looong commute. And yes, going back to classes is a happy thing for me. I love being in school. I don’t love the stress that comes with it, but I just love being in the classroom and, as nice as it can be to just do nothing and relax, I always find myself missing the structure and sense of purpose that accompanies academia. So here’s to being back at it this quarter.