Driving to school today, on my last first day of school ever (barring a possible grad school effort), I had to focus so much on not sliding off the road or spinning into another car that I didn’t even have time to get nostalgic.
My flight from Ecuador arrived last evening, and prior to its arrival, I had to focus so much on not dying in a plane crash or something that I didn’t even have time to get nostalgic.
Then I passed out in bed for 10 hours after over 24 hours of
This afternoon, after rushing to campus for a school newspaper meeting, I received a text that classes were canceled today and tomorrow, due to the snow.
Good. Now I have time to get nostalgic.