Salutations.

I have come to realize that all of my posts have been beautifully poetic and very articulate and meaningful.

Ha.

So today, I’m going to try to keep it even more light-hearted than usual.

If you read my last blog, and I hope you did, if not, click here (self plug!), then you would know that this past week has not been my favorite. And on top of that, as I look ahead to the next few weeks, my soul cringes for what’s to come. It all seems to be rolling in like a monstrous black cloud of doom.

I am currently going through an inner-battle about the near future. I simply cannot wait for Christmas break, but the road to get there is treacherous. Finals. I like to refer to finals week as “he who must not be named”. I am completely aware that the week of finals is indeed inanimate and possess no gender… but it strikes the same fear in my heart as Voldemort himself.

I stumbled upon the following video this week and it quickly and exponentially uplifted my spirits.

It “otter” have the same repercussion on yours.

(That was so bad, it’s laughable. But still publishable….)

Have a great weekend!

Proverbs 12:25

p.s. For those of you that are worried: No, otters have not replaced my love for squirrels.