On the Run

I have realized that my posts are really long. So I have decided to write something short and to the point. Items of note: my mother is having an identity crisis. She is going to see a life coach. She is in a different mood every time I talk to her. Sometimes in tears, sometimes very hopeful. After thinking about lots of job ideas, I think she will end up doing what she did back in Indiana: run her own school of sorts. I wish I could teach with her. We could be a great team...except she'd nag me a lot:) I miss my parents a lot. I'm confused about what I believe...still...and wish my parents were progressing towards some of my new revelations. They're not. They're very happy with their charismatic church--dancing, glory!, and all that. I try to understand and be okay with us going in semi-different paths. But I feel like I'm betraying them somehow. Anyway, this is tending towards non-shortness (you can tell it's almost the weekend for me!). I shall go and grab my five hours of sleep.
(6 school days until Spring Break!!!!)