So far so good!
I’ve got on my writing socks—they’re Wonder Woman inspired, to infuse me with that extra moxie—and a cup of licorice tea from Chimene. Christmas lights winking by the window remind me that in two weeks this will all be over, and that taming and turning in this monster will energize me for the final push homeward. Godspeed fellow workmen!
my body remembers the late-nite habits of my early college days, when I drank deeply from 4:30 AM and sat on the floors of elevators and stairwells begetting papers. the past two years, I’ve been better — sleeping early, working smarter, but 50o miles later I am still the same.
my body returns to those young motions of deep gasp and hair scrubbed irritably in the sink this morning, thirty minutes late for class. i stood up, wrapped a towel around my hair and forced my heart to slow back to normal. no I’m-late adrenaline needed here; everyone needs a break sometimes.