i need a vacation from life! this pace is too much for me. i miss having time to reflect. and write emails. and even actually write out my to-do lists. and take long showers. and sleep.
sigh. tonight there is only freud and my laptop (perched literally on my lap, confronting me). tomorrow there is the end of classes, a busy dinner shift after a probable sleepless night, and packing for london. my flight is friday at 7am, and i am a very lucky girl to have andrew as a pre-sunrise chauffeur out to the airport. then i will fight my exhaustion in name of the conquest of many museums and buildings about which my architecture class has left me so very informed, overwhelm myself in the esteemed society of about 9 others i know in that famous hub, head to oxford sunday and get the grand tour for a few days from again estimable meghan sullivan, depart tuesday to join julia in durham for some cathedral basking and hopefully conversations uninhibited by time, for a change. then i am back with a few days to catch up on the life of correspondence that i have been neglecting now for several weeks, to seek out the company of those time-dependent people that i have also been neglecting here, & to work all weekend at the bistro for the last week of my certain and regular presence on the schedule, until the monday afternoon welcoming of my lovely, real-live human sister katie to my home (so soon! aieeee)

boy, i want it all (though maybe not this paper quite so much as the rest). but i still have a headache.

i will try to keep in touch. but, you understand...

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