This is what the wall above my desk (top of my six-inch hutch included) looked like in Portland. I would post a photograph of what the window above my desk looks like now, except that it might accidentally serve as proof that the only window in my new room might not be up to code.
I had a dream last night in which a fire was spreading through the house and no one paid attention to me frantically urging them outside, and in the end, I suffocated as parents stared at me voicelessly screaming at them to get out. I haven't had a fire nightmare in about forever, and I woke up remembering why I hate them so much. The second-to-last Monday of the semester started with a kink in my neck and chest congestion from the cold I caught over the weekend.
It finished with me catching up on the last of my research for a term paper, followed by a long-overdue rewatch of Wes Anderson's Life Aquatic. I can't imagine a better way to make a full recovery, unless I could've thrown a clear nasal passage into the mix. All in good time, I suppose. I'm glad you got into your classes at Eastern. I love you, and goodnight.
i think that next quarter, well then i guess perhaps starting in january, we should make a tradition where once a month we hang out and totally destress. or at least as much as possible. maybe it'll ward off the night mares. i love you so much. and am so happy you're home with me. <3
ReplyDeleteYes! That's a great idea! We can alternate watching Wes Anderson movies with Pride and Prejudice, while giving each other pedicures. And deep-hair conditioning. And maybe yoga. Haha, yeah?
ReplyDeletehaha. i was thinking more like ice skating, or antiquing. but yes, your idea sounds wonderful. we should do face masks as well. :)
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