My first real weekend starts tomorrow. That is to say, it's hard to have a weekend without a week to end, and it's hard to have a week at all when I'm coasting through the days on my bum.
But now that I've been granted the structure of employment, that has yet to become droll, I suppose my days are starting to snap back into their subdivisions.
And as I wait to hear back from U of Toronto, I'm trying to do likewise with my mind: pick up the garbage, separate the recycling, sweep the dust out the door, and get tidy up for the year after.
It's nice to think we have plans.
But now that I've been granted the structure of employment, that has yet to become droll, I suppose my days are starting to snap back into their subdivisions.
And as I wait to hear back from U of Toronto, I'm trying to do likewise with my mind: pick up the garbage, separate the recycling, sweep the dust out the door, and get tidy up for the year after.
It's nice to think we have plans.
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