On Sundays in college, I'd be up before 6am.

Go for a run, shower, make coffee in Grandma's old percolator.

Throw some cereal into a plastic baggie and cart that with my books to Smokey Row the only coffee shop in Pella Iowa open before 10am.

Study all day, go to bed, and begin the process again.

Now my Sundays are a little less structured.

It's my day off of running, I can sleep in a little bit later, read or work on projects all day. Budgeting, planning for upcoming trips, researching future job prospects. That's my homework now.

Funny how life changes like that.

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