Scholium

There are three days until I fly across the country and determine what I will do for the next seven years.

There are three and a half weeks to nail down the elusive essence of my thesis and churn out another 19 pages -brilliantly constructed- on the nature of suffering.

Buy yet, amidst these stresses and the pull of studies, grading papers, and socializing decently, there is still time for the cup of Dumb Ox hot chocolate, time to sleep for 8 or 9 hours, time to take life -occasionally- at an unhurried and unharried pace. Now, though, it's off to go write.