I'm buried beneath index cards and pages and psychopharmacological terms that make me want to gouge out both my eyes.
(Seriously, try saying alpha-amino-3-hydroxy-5-methyl-4-isoxazolepropionic acid three times quickly.)
But in the mean time I'm daydreaming about bike rides
and flash mobs
soon-to-be read novels.
I'm reminding myself of the astoundingly good things that await,
despite my ridiculousness,
All shall be well.
Don't you think?
p.s. Congrats to Meghan! You've won yourself a pretty little french press. Email me your contact information and I will forward it on :)