One essay stands between me and Fall Break.
I am poised on the edge, so close to achieving that higher plane of transcendental knowledge about my topic. It is that moment where your mind is so filled with facts and directions and ideas and quotes, but none of it quite makes sense. I am waiting for that moment of coherence, of knowing, of understanding the story and being able to write about my revelations. The world is spinning faster and faster, but the saturnalia isn't quite here.
My research keeps building, the tension is mounting, I keep climbing.
My coffee's getting cold.
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Yeah, I'm so excited for the Chap. He'll be a great daddy. Wish I could see them with you! Have fun. Give everyone a hug for me.
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