With school, homework, working, socializing and writing for the paper, it gets more and more difficult for me to find quiet time.
But in a way, it's almost good, because I realize how much I crave it.
My summer was busy, but simultaneously, I had all the time in the world. Now that I'm back to feeling like there's not enough hours in the day, I don't take those few prime moments for granted anymore.
I look forward to those 45 minutes on the bus where I can just sit and read, to the time I dedicate to doing devotions, and to the few minutes I take to scribble out a journal entry just before I pass out.
It's becoming more and more evident to me that I can talk for days about who I want to be, and I can do anything I want to get me where I want to be, but if I don't take the time to get in some QT, I would have no focus and direction.