Kind of.

Oh, why hullo there.

It's been a while hasn't it? (Blows pixel dust away)

Welp. In its most obvious form: I'm back because the semester has ended. Hurrah!

Relaxed at home, it's passed midnight and I've not a single worry to weight my brow. I am a free man, with shoulders broad and tall, and a grin I am mustering my strength to hold.

It has been yet another tiring semester: days gone, lulled by too much sleep from the nights of too little; And my heels still callus against the pavement.

To be just as tired and relieved is both a curious feeling, and a splendid one. It's a feeling that speaks of a journey well traveled, and a course - exhausting as it may be - well hurdled.

Despite my trivially occurring lack of will along the lines; despite my blistering failures and downfalls - it has been quite a success this semester. I have learned more language than I could have possibly gotten from any book: the weights of the world that once trembled me, have made themselves glorious - in plaque - on my chest.

Like Superman's much valued "S" I stand proudly the same, but without much ado of the word "super," I carry the word Survivor, and cradle it like a baby, afraid to drop its fame to the ground.

It may not seem like much to many - or any, at all - but to me it's my everything. To lose my faith to survive, has in fact almost lost my faith to live.

Triumphed I have, to step back, away from the border line.

Call me dramatic - go ahead - you're probably right.

But if you knew at least my nights at yonder, or even at all: have you know I have escaped tight ropes with the skim of my shoulder. I still have this unnerving (flesh) wound to show you.

Thank you, to my everyday, to every semester, and probably to every year that teaches me to be stronger.

Though I my falters may be steep, I strive harder with every stroke on the back, or every bullet cocked in its barrel, to make it better.

And I hope (despite what I may on other days hope otherwise).. that I will always strive, to a someday's forever.

Here's to another finished semester, and also, in utter rarity: to a blue moon's positive note, from yours truly.

Cheers!