Thoughts on being a student

In a wild and wonderful moment of some sort, I decided to extend myself and became a student. It seemed like a very good idea at the time. The empty nest was threatening, we'd moved to a new town and there was a university right close by. So I started. Now I wish to end it! What was I thinking? And it's about the Old Testament and forgiveness and David and Bathsheba and the prophet Nathan and a dead baby. And I've run out of steam