I'm not really that used to getting what I want, so when I woke up this morning to an email from my advisor telling me I had been granted admission into her creative writing workshop that made my head hurt from wanting it so badly, I was hardly able to keep my excitement to a dull roar.
I don't want to jinx things by calling this "my year," but it's hard not to when things are just falling into place all around me. I'm seeing people I like everywhere who listen to me vent about people I don't like. In my classes, I find myself writing things down just because they fascinate me. The other day, I actually went to the gym. I felt like passing out afterwards, but I put in 35 minutes on an elliptical and didn't even feel the need to cancel out all that calorie burning by eating Nutella with a spoon.
Of course, being the neurotic pessimist I usually am, I'm worried that my streak of good fortune will soon be ended with me being hit by a bus somewhere. But I've always been taught to look both ways before crossing a street, so maybe this is for real.
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