On Monday, I was googling Digital SLRs and comparing them, and dreaming of all the pictures I could take, the life lists I should post here, and the online networking I should do. Then, Monday evening, I remembered something about a term paper and had a miniature panic attack. I raced to the library, picked up three books that appeared on the reading list, came home and took about 5 minutes to choose the one I would write 15 pages on, and started reading. I have a little under 300 more pages to read. But, Christian is there, on a stair as I’m about to race out the door, to a day I’ve only felt from inside the house, behind a book, or a laptop, to tell me, I’ll do alright. I’m spoiled.
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