It starts to hurt on the second night.
Today, I realized how much work I have to do before December 2nd. Like, way ridiculous a lot of work.
I mean, sure, I will very much need a distraction this Thanksgiving. But I was just hoping for a paper. Maybe a quiz.
But I've got 30 times that.
Argh.
Also, I missed the finale for Dancing With the Stars tonight because I had to go see an opera that made me cry. It was a fantastic one-woman opera, but it hit way to close to home. Like "target home with a nuclear missile and press the big red button" kind of way to close to home. Curious? Google La Voix Humaine (The Human Voice) by Frances Poulenc with text by J. Cocteau.
I'm hurting a lot right now. A lot.
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