Moments Sustain Weeks

A very small part of Sunday afternoon:




Only one day “off” for a weekend isn’t good, because it’s not “off”, it’s spent on concentrated prep, no downtime, save an hour in the woods with Paul and Lupe.  This semester continues more grueling than ever, ever, ever before.  On Friday, it will be one-third finished. And though it’s cold and snowy, the days are finally getting a wee bit longer, and in concert, my future is inching closer. It’s backbreaking, but the back of it all, including winter, is finally broken.

4 thoughts on “Moments Sustain Weeks

  1. The longer-days part is what really keeps me on the sane road: every time I see our sunrise or sunset time has passed another barrier (the hour or half-hour — Norman calls them “bear-iers”), I heave a sigh of relief.

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