Maybe...

Finals week. I have 6 finals to take and 150 finals to grade, but that isn't what is stressing me out. I actually don't know what it is. Maybe a feeling of inferiority as I sit trying to study hearing everyone talk about their honors theses, med school applications, published research, grad school scholarships, and the like. Maybe a feeling of guilt as I think about all of the things I could have done better in my calling, as a visiting teacher, for my roommates this year. Maybe a feeling of jealousy as I wonder why I can't afford to spend the summer in South America. Maybe I should get off my butt and go do something good in this world rather than crying about it, sheesh.