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Month: January 2019

Fresh year, fresh start

So after 13 years of blogging, I find myself at a new place in life. It may reek of feet, stale food that is still on the plate you took to your room four days ago what is wrong with you I swear to GOD I’m gonna have words with your mother!, and Febreeze (yes, it’s bottle of liquid chemicals, but for the love of being the only female in the house, can we lift a grateful HALLEFREAKINGLUJAH to the heavens above for Febreeze?), but it’s calm(er) here. There are fewer tears, and those that do break through are about 51/49 in favor of tears of laughter over those of pain, frustration, and fear. I have more time for projects that interest me, more time for my students, more time for life.